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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=518617" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Great Conch Train Robbery</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Twas sunset down in old Key West <br>The locals all were high. <br>The tourists snapped their photographs <br>And munched their Key Lime pie. <br>And meanwhile down at Sloppy Joe's <br>The drinks were standin' tall <br>With Buffett on the jukebox <br>And Hemingway on the wall. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then up spoke Sam the Shrimper: <br>He said, 'I've been a shrimper all my life. <br>My daddy was a shrimper <br>And my mom's a shrimper's wife. <br>And I'm tired of bein' a shrimper <br>Cuz a shrimper's life's too tame <br>So I'm gonna ride the Conch Train, boys, <br>And be like Jesse James. <br>Gonna be like Jesse James, boy... <br>Gonna be like Jesse James. <br>Case you didn't hear me the first three times... <br>Gonna be like Jesse James.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now the Conch Train is a tourist toy <br>That rolls through Key West Town <br>Like some weird ride from Disneyland <br>It drives the tourists round and round <br>While the engineer on her P.A. <br>Points out all the sites <br>'Well, Tennessee did you-know-what <br>To you-know-who that night.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'The tourists all have money', said Sam <br>'Their wives all have rings of gold. <br>Their mopeds all are pawnable. <br>Their cameras can be sold. <br>And think of all the glory, boys, <br>The money and the fame <br>To be the first and only man <br>To rob the Key West Train.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now the engineer of the Conch Train <br>Her name was Betsy Wright. <br>She drove the Conch Train all day long <br>And loved Shrimper Sam all night. <br>And with some sweet persuasion, <br>She agreed to join the game: <br>She'd slow it down and flag the lad <br>And let him ride the train. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The conch train made its turn <br>Down the Smathers Pitch <br>When Shrimper Sam with a snorkle eye <br>Leaped naked from the sea. <br>His fillet knife was in his hand. <br>He jumped aboard the train. <br>'Give up your bucks, you tourist schmucks. <br>I'm Key West Jesse James. <br>I'm Key West Jesse James, boy... <br>Key West Jesse James... <br>Case you didn't hear me the first three times... <br>I'm Key West Jesse James.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now unbeknownst to Shrimper Sam <br>In the third car from the rear, <br>Sat Kelso Bolls from Muscle Shoals, <br>An American Legioneer. <br>He was a redneck of respect <br>And a marksman of reknown. <br>From under his fat <br>He drew a Gat, <br>And shot the shrimper down. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now the first time that he shot poor Sam, <br>Sam groaned and clutched his side. <br>The second time that he shot poor Sam, <br>Sam fell to his knees and cried. <br>And the third time that he shot poor Sam, <br>You could see in both their eyes <br>Lash LaRue and Randolph Scott <br>Beneath the Western skies. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We laid poor Sam upon the sand <br>And we lifted up his head. <br>We listened close to hear the words <br>The dying shrimper said. <br>He said, 'Boys, you know I had my chance <br>But I went and botched the job, <br>But how can a boy named Jesse James <br>Without a train to rob?' <br>Then Kelso Bolls took off his hat <br>And the tears streamed down his face. <br>He said, 'Son, I know just how you feel. <br>This world's a changin' place'. <br>When history is written, <br>Uh... they won't recall our names, <br>But I only got to play Pat Garrett <br>Cuz you played Jesse James. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We buried Sam in the southernmost sands <br>Close by the southernmost waves <br>Where sweet Betsy Wright <br>Cries tears every night <br>Onto his southernmost grave. <br>And on his tombstone say the words <br>'Stick to your own game. <br>And if you are a shrimper, <br>Do not try to rob a train.'</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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The locals all were high. 
The tourists snapped their photographs 
And munched their Key Lime pie. 
And meanwhile down at Sloppy Joe's 
The drinks were standin' tall 
With Buffett on the jukebox 
And Hemingway on..."></div>
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