| 
| 
			
			 | 
		#11 | 
| 
			
			 Bunion 
			
			
			
				
			
 
			
	 | 
	
	
	
		
		
			
			 
			
			I plugged sixteen shells from a thirty-ought-six 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			And the black crow snuck through a hole in the sky So I spent all my buttons on an old pack mule Oh, and I made me a ladder from a pawn shop marimba I leaned it up against a dandelion tree Leaned it up against a dandelion tree Leaned it up against a dandelion tree 
				__________________ 
		
		
		
		
	I refuse to belong to any organization that would have me as a member. ~ Groucho Marx  | 
| 
		 | 
	
	
	
		
		
		
		
		
			 
		
		
		
		
		
		
		
			
		
		
		
	 |