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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=518568" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Paul Bunyan</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He rode through the woods on a big blue ox,<br>He had fists as hard as choppin' blocks,<br>Five hundred pounds and nine feet tall...that's Paul.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Talk about workin', when he swung his axe<br>You could hear it ring for a mile and a half.<br>Then he'd yell'Timber!' and down she'd fall...for Paul. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Talk about drinkin', that man's so mean<br>That he'd never drink nothin' but kerosene,<br>And a five-gallon can is a little bit small...for Paul.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Talk about tough, well he once had a fight<br>With a thunderstorm on a cold dark night.<br>I ain't sayin' who won,<br>But it don't storm at all...round here...thanks to Paul. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was ninety years old when he said with a sigh,<br>'I think I'm gonna lay right down and die<br>'Cause sunshine and sorrow, I've seen it all...says Paul.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He says, 'There ain't no man alive can kill me,<br>Ain't no woman 'round can thrill me,<br>And I think heaven just mught be a ball'...says Paul.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So he died...can we cried.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It took eighteen men just to bust the ground,<br>It took twenty-four more just to lower him down.<br>And we covered him up and we figured that was all...for Paul.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But late one night the trees started shakin',<br>The dogs started howlin' and the earth started quakin',<br>And out of the ground with a 'Hi, y'all'...comes Paul!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He shook the dirt from off his clothes,<br>He scratched his butt and wiped his nose.<br>'Y'kknow, bein' dead wasn't no fun at all'...says Paul.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He says, 'Up in heaven they got harps on their knees,<br>They got clouds and wings but they got no trees.<br>I don't think that's much of a heaven at all'...says Paul.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So he jumps on his ox with a fare-thee-well,<br>He says, 'I'll find out if there's trees in hell.'<br>And he rode away, and that was all...we ever seen...of Paul.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But the next time you hear a 'Timber!' yell<br>That sounds like it's comin' from the pits of hell,<br>Then a weird and devilish ghostly wail<br>Like somebody's choppin' on the devil's tail,<br>Then a shout, a call, a crash, a fall--<br>That ain't no mortal man at all...that's Paul!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sheldon+Allan+Silverstein">Sheldon Allan Silverstein</a><div class=q>
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He had fists as hard as choppin' blocks,
Five hundred pounds and nine feet tall...that's Paul.

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You could hear it ring for a mile and a half.
Then he'd yell'Timb..."></div>
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