This is a sort of parady of the intros seen on the old X-Files TV show. It's like that little sceen that gets the story rolling, just before the Theme music starts. I also, tied in a UFO referance.
Might never find this place again?
We've wandered much too far from the trail.
I'm not even sure we can get back to town,
Sun's almost down. But think...
It was the gang along with Jesse James
What left their stuff here for us to find.
Damn them for leaving all this loot behind.
And son, take off your shoes and your hat,
'Cause, for hikers like us, this is holy ground.
It's the American Shangri La, the outlaw Solomon's Mines.
All us Okies call it, "The Banks of the Cache Creek."
The 8th wonder of the Wichitas. And, oh my, it's late,
What the hell are we gonna tell your mom.
Hey look! The story's true, it's not a cave.
It's more like one or two rocks.
And yes, there's no proof of its existence.
And yes, no one has seen it in at least a hundred years,
That is, as far as any of these rocks and leaves can tell.
And yes, I really want to take a photograph.
But no! Please! Stop me! That would be terribly wrong.
'Cause son, there are some things in this life
The military must not get their mitts on.
Just back away, slowly, and don't touch a thing.
If word gets to the presses these hills will be swarming,
No, teeming with tanks by sunrise- Remember Roswell?
Poetry by Terry Gresham
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Written on 2007-03-24 at 00:37
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for Jesse James
Should we take a photograph,Might never find this place again?
We've wandered much too far from the trail.
I'm not even sure we can get back to town,
Sun's almost down. But think...
It was the gang along with Jesse James
What left their stuff here for us to find.
Damn them for leaving all this loot behind.
And son, take off your shoes and your hat,
'Cause, for hikers like us, this is holy ground.
It's the American Shangri La, the outlaw Solomon's Mines.
All us Okies call it, "The Banks of the Cache Creek."
The 8th wonder of the Wichitas. And, oh my, it's late,
What the hell are we gonna tell your mom.
Hey look! The story's true, it's not a cave.
It's more like one or two rocks.
And yes, there's no proof of its existence.
And yes, no one has seen it in at least a hundred years,
That is, as far as any of these rocks and leaves can tell.
And yes, I really want to take a photograph.
But no! Please! Stop me! That would be terribly wrong.
'Cause son, there are some things in this life
The military must not get their mitts on.
Just back away, slowly, and don't touch a thing.
If word gets to the presses these hills will be swarming,
No, teeming with tanks by sunrise- Remember Roswell?
Poetry by Terry Gresham
Read 865 times
Written on 2007-03-24 at 00:37
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