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Brandin

Brandin I's jist gots back frum Y-OM_UN An wents ta sees ma son un 'is wife Thay war waitin fur a call ta goes helps a frien An thays jist throwed me un. Ut war un tha Kansas plains Un thay war a brandin that day I's jist watch-uz frum ma chair I's uses a cane, taint fair. I's jist sits un watch-uz What all's thays done Un 'long cums a butterfly Un I's jist hops un. Ut takes me fur north Ta er ol' rench' Un we's war busy Brandin that day. I's seed ma kids Wrestlin calves ta tha groun Stan war a brandin Whiles I's lens a han. Thays poks um un prods um Un than thays brans Un than ut's time fer tha man With tha knife un his han. Un Maw 'er war a cookin' Ta feeds all a tha folks A brandin's a big thin So's we's all jist goes. We's never runs short a help Cause that air er breed It war tha same ez ut war Back un l850. Wen we's war done Un thays begans ta pairs We's jist op-uns tha gate Un thays un thays own frum thar. Ma daughter-un-law Done slaps me's un tha back "Wal Pa,"sez 'er "Air youse with us er un Souse Dakotie?" I's has ta 'mits I's war back thar But I's 'justed Un I's kin makes er frum 'ere Thins ain't tha same Ez war way back than But I's keeps all a tha mem-or-ies Un re-lives um a'gin. Cile Beer

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