Atonal Jam Fried Bread and Gumbo

With no specific tone or direction. And , than suddenly: Whoomp! the tone began to change it devloped into a"whoomping groove" it's beleived to dereive from Pickett the lyrics said early one morning I ran out and hollered my voice echo'd down to the swamps went down to the water wiff my pale cloudly and humid: man called for strong wind and hail I tapped the pipes: siphioned the pumps way they sounded liked they would work til lunch grabbed my tools not forgetting my pale dip my bucket where wasn't no swamp smell. Lye and cedar soap will dampen the smell nealt down to fill up my pale looked down the shore their was a ah Miss Neezer smiled and flirted told her I had to leave her she said you crazy fearful scare chump I got sumthang you can pump lifted up her dress and turned all around meet in the barn and we can get on down He said I'll do ya Lady I'm kinfa hungry and I thought you should know Told me she had sum Gumbo and fried bread in the Kuche: But I should be hungry for her P&ss Slurp mine and I'll Slurp your fix me some grub while I finsh the chores get nough water so we can wash our a$s hold up lady stop talking that trash "Cherry Tobacco smoke filled the air"