(Anthropological Notes Included)
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When you show up in heaven,
show up with something to report.
(Song sung on the third day after death, and of grieving).
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Man
makes wudu
in the Munich
airport.
(Pilgrims carried on while borders shifted.)
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Now that I met you,
does that mean
I have to stop coloring
the corners of the sky?
(Marriages, arranged or otherwise, came with hardship.)
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I pace in the sunlight
waiting for the lemon bars to bake
so I can take them to a funeral.
(Again, you only got a couple of Sacraments.)
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the y are bombing
(w e) are bombing
t(he)y are bombing
(w e) are bombing
the y are bombing
we are (bomb)ing
(the y are bombing)
we are bombing
(A superstitious war song that required numerous singers. The idea was to spread the blame.)
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Leave it to birds to break tension!
I tug string wherever I see it.
Hawks open beaks
but my digits
stay curled!
(A song for right after doing mischief. But the opposite of Confession).
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As you charm the bartender
I swallow the sweaty handfuls
of good liquor y’all discuss.
If you keep him talking,
I’ll make it disappear.
With my steady fingers
and with your steady mouth
we can do this all night.
(This song described a two-person operation.)
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In the pink armpit of dawn
I see the perfect fitting,
perfect-fitting western hat.
(To attire, much was attributed. Clothing was believed to reveal the person underneath.)
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A snake
in the misty dew
passes through.
(How did the population of snakes change, numerically, due to human-caused biome destruction? We do not have a reliable count.)
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We pick up fresh bread
at the Kwik Trip
on King of Trails Road.
(The small town made a long journey through time.)
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Go get the goat
that’s tied outside!
A stranger
is here tonight!
(See such adages as “make hay while the sun shines,” and, “mi casa es su casa.” On these two commandments hung all the law and the prophets.)
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What
Is now
For?
(A song sung when encountering a fork in the road.)
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The comb was free.
The hair grows on its own.
But freeing me
cost dearly!
(Hair was regarded as a measure of liberty.)
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Stop with the CPR!
This is a dead
man.
(A song to signal that the night of singing must end.)
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