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Whiskey Gulch

Whiskey Gulch
  just to the left
Dry Bones Valley
  straight ahead

Many a man's thought
  to pause at that Gulch
Nary a one's 
  returned alive

Dry Bones Valley
  straight ahead
still untrodden
  by those dead

For many men pause
  at Whiskey Gulch
Nary a one's
  returned alive
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Mcguire Avatar
July 24, 2020 at 3:40 PM
good poem great story
Wolf Avatar
July 24, 2020 at 5:10 PM
Thanks, Tim! Happy Weekend! :) gw
Faulkner Avatar
July 23, 2020 at 7:59 PM
This makes me think of Death Valley, in California - it is quite an interesting tourist attraction!
Wolf Avatar
July 24, 2020 at 5:09 PM
I think 'Whiskey Gulch' is just over yonder from Death Valley, actually. ~ Old Cowhand
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