HARVEY WALLBANGER...BIG ROOSTER

YUKON POEM--"THERE ARE STRANGE THINGS DONE IN THE MIDNIGHT SUN..."  R. SERVICE

TEXAS POEM---"BUT WAIT 'TIL YOU HEAR THIS STORY..."

HARVEY WALLBANGER

Now here's a story...a reg'lar cliff-hanger

'Bout a rooster named Harvey Wallbanger.

And this didn't happen under "the 

    midnight sun" (as the old poem goes).

There are strange things happening

                              down Texas way.

in broad daylight, ev'ry day.

It's about Harvey Wallbanger, who took 

     his name...from...

His favorite beverage, of the same name.

As tales oft are, this one is a bit murky,

     and some say a lot quirky---

Now Harvey met this unnamed lonely lady,

     in a bar...they both liked to drink

after work....and she...according to the tale

    needed a drinking companion.

She struck a deal for him and took him home

to her little farm cottage.

A nice place, with cool elms and clover spread

    around the place....and he dozed his

days away, waiting for his drinking buddy lady

    to get home from work.

Harvey could "hold his" booze, one drink,

    anyway....and would sit "big as Ike"

right up on the nice wood fence...and she'd

     sit in the clover, next to the daisies.

Things were fine, but alas one day, she lost

     track of Harvey's drinks, and served

him TWO. Being a gentle-rooster and not

     wanting to offend her...drank it.

He got dizzy, toppled off the fence and broke

    his neck, so the vet said,

and pronounced him dead.

He was wrapped up in a favorite old Indian

    blanket and carried to the animal

mortuary to lie in state....

But the story, if it can be trusted, from the 

     Texas Old Timers is:

Harvey Wallbanger arose...yea...and was seen

     walking the streets of Buffalo Gap,

In fact all over town, looking----"LOST and 

ADDLED."

They say, to this day---

     "Why he looked awful scruffy and needed 

a bath..." and one said---"And maybe some hair-

     of-the-dog."

As drunks often do.

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BY MIL

1/14/16