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A Cross That PlainBill gazed afar through metal barsacross that Texas flatif rumors were right it's three day's hiketo the nearest railroad trackan innocent man with a simple planto break free from that cellhe'd reaped what fortune sowed but what hung 'round his throatwould save him from hellcos two twigs and a bootlaceare stronger than any chainand heaven would see his faith was ina cross that plainin D-block and the yard ol' Joe was a guardBill could almost call friendhe'd slip Bill smokes let him call his folksand sometimes thought he was innocentonce after evening count Bill knocked ol' Joe outand put his uniform oncould've killed him but instead put a shirt 'neath his headthen headed for the dawncos two twigs and a bootlaceare stronger than any chainone way or another it'd get himacross that plaindogs were released in groups of threesto track poor Bill downbut when a scent hits a high noon windone thing tracks better than houndsso Joe trained his eye on crows in the skyand found Bill two miles from the trackdug a hole in the heat got two sticks of mesquiteand stuck 'em down in that flatcos two twigs and a bootlaceare stronger than any chainand heaven would see his faith was ina cross that plain...he'd reaped what fortune sowed but what hung 'round his throatwould save him from hell..(c)2006 Robert George