The Legend of Demar

Of lineage most noble
A man of grave esteem
He could pull a mean cork
The best you ever seen

One third Apache, he was
His father never knew
Hesekiah Munny was 
As proud as me and you

Not to be confused with 
The man known as McMar 
DeMar was his first cousin
So that’s how we got this far

Once  removed, actually
Belligerent, he was
He tried to get back in
But they only called the fuzz

To his mother, Olive Eo, deceit on Hesekiah
Brang to them, a small DeMar
Give thanks to the Messiah

Illegitimately know as
DeMar McMar Eo Munny
Others knew him only as
DeMar Geronimo
Copyright © Mike Martin 2015
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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