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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=366646" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Witchy Woman</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lost in the bayou! <br>It was funny at first<br>To an adventure lovin’ youngen<br>This wouldn’t be the worst</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Just a night in the swamp<br>In a little flat-bottomed boat<br>Enough water for one night<br>a piece of jerky in a paper poke</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Awakenin’ from a sleep<br>He hadn’t known he’d even fallen into<br> the full moonglow diffused softly<br>By the Spanish moss that it shone through</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Waterbugs skitterin‘, gators aglidin’<br>Cajun fiddle playin’ some where out in the night<br>Katydids singin’, water moccasins slidin’<br>In the distance, through the swamp mist, <br>shone a faint ghostly light</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pushin’ one oar, agin’ the marshy bottom<br>Slowly nearing’ the song and the light<br>Cautiously polin’ through dark cypress knees<br>Both cattails and neck hair, erect and upright</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ahead on a hummock<br>High on poles stood a shack<br>With a old rotting dock In front<br>and only misty swamp in the back</div><div style="margin:10px 0">By a bonfire in front<br>Stood a fiery eyed young lady/beauty/woman<br>Tall, slim, with wild eyes flashin’<br>Tattered dress torn in provocative places<br> Enticing the lad in, in uninhibited fashion</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The boat seemed to glide toward her of It’s own volition<br>While the lad stood, oar in hand, as if in a trance<br>The fiddle music wailed, loud as perdition<br>And witchy woman started a slow writhing dance<br> Beckoning and undulating without inhibition</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The owl in the cypress<br>Craned it’s head from side to side<br>Solemnly Observing the lad all the while<br>The fiddle music soared to a devilish high<br>Witchy woman took his hand with a smile</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The owl shied away and flew off with a whisper<br>A raven took flight with a start<br>The chorus of bullfrogs suddenly came to a halt<br>The thick silence broken by wild cackling laughter<br>Witchy woman had taken <br>another young man’s heart<br>A little flat bottomed boat found high on a bank<br>Amid wild orchids and bedecked with Spanish moss<br>Wasn’t found until many months later<br>Within it was a poke of jerky and a bottle of water.<br>Said the sheriff to the family with a great sense of loss<br>“pears your boy got eat up by a gator</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One can hear faint cajun fiddle music<br>On full moonlit nights<br>O’er the black waters of the misty bayou<br>And if you listen through the mist and with all of your might <br>you just might hear a seductive voice <br>calling to you</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Whalen">David Whalen</a><div class=q>
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It was funny at first
To an adventure lovin’ youngen
This wouldn’t be the worst

Just a night in the swamp
In a little flat-bottomed boat
Enough water for one night
a piece of jerky in a paper poke

Awakenin’ from a sleep..."></div>
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