[MD] Painting

[MarshaV]

KO,

I would like to meet Don van Vliet, and I'm 
curious about you for posting it.  It is interesting.


Marsha


At 04:06 AM 1/9/2009, you wrote:
>Floppy Boot Stomp -Don van Vliet
>
>
>The floppy boot stomped down into the ground
>The farmer screamed 'n blew the sky off the mountains
>Eye sockets looked down on the chestbone mountains
>'n the sun dropped down, 'n the moon ran off,
>His heels 'n elbows pale as chalk
>'n all the comets collided 'n blew t' dust
>For fear they'd be seen.
>'n the sky turned white in the middle of the night
>'n the sky turned white in the middle of the night
>'n the big floppy boot stomped down into the ground
>'n the red violin took the bow
>to do the hoodoo hoe-down
>'n the red violin took the bow
>for to do the hoodoo hoe-down
>The farmer jumped in ah circle 'n flung his chalk right down
>Do-si-do the devil sho' showed 'n he broke off his horns
>'n fiddled him down the road
>through the fork
>'n the farmer's floppy boot stomped down
>Red tail squirmin' and the hot leg kicked
>'n the fire leaped 'n licked
>And when the boot came up, the fire went out
>And hell was just an ice cube melting off on the ground.
>And the bold caught down for to do the hoodoo hoedown
>And the bold caught down for to do the hoodoo, the devil hoedown
>To the fork, huddlin' in a hollow, standin' at the crossroads
>With that bunged-up bandaged broken bum that fell in the wrong circle
>He had a sole red tail ­ once went red, now was pale
>Fe Fi Fo Fum he was summoned up from hell
>Booted down a spell
>By a square-dancin' farmer
>By a square-dancin' farmer, well
>That old bum was sticking out his thumb
>When the farmer drew up, said
>"Listen son", and the horse compared his hooves.
>"If you fall into my circle again I'll tan your red hide
>And dance you on your tail, and pitch you from now to now
>Pitch you from now to now."
>And the hotlick kicked, and the fire leaped an' licked
>And the hotlick kicked and the fire just leaped an' licked
>And the hotlick kickin' an' the fire jus' leapin' an' lickin'
>And the fire leaped and licked.
>
>2009/1/9 MarshaV <marshalz at charter.net>
> >
> >
> > I knew a man Bojangles and he'd dance for you in worn out shoes.
> > Silver hair, ragged shirt and baggy pants, that old soft shoe.
> > He'd jump so high, he'd jump so high, then he'd lightly touch down.
> >
> > Mr. Bojangles,
> > Mr. Bojangles,
> > Dance.
> >
> > I met him in a cell in New Orleans; I was down and out.
> > He looked to me to be the eyes of age as he spoke right out.
> > He talked of life, he talked of life, laughed and snapped his legs still.
> >
> > Mr. Bojangles,
> > Mr. Bojangles,
> > Dance.
> >
> > He said the name's Bojangles and he danced a lick all across the cell.
> > He grabbed his pants for a better stance, oh he jumped so high and he
> > clicked up his heels.
> > He let go laugh, he let go laugh, shook back his clothes all around.
> >
> > Mr. Bojangles,
> > Mr. Bojangles,
> > Dance. Yeah, Dance!
> >
> > He danced for those at minstrel shows and 
> county fairs throughout the South.
> > He spoke with tears of 15 years of how his 
> dog and him just travelled all about.
> > His dog up and died, he up and died.
> > And after 20 years he still grieves.
> >
> > Mr. Bojangles,
> > Mr. Bojangles,
> > Dance.
> >
> > He said, "I dance now at every chance at honky-tonks for drinks and tips.
> > But most the time I spend behind these county bars, 'cause I drinks a bit."
> > He shook his head and as he shook his head, I 
> heard someone ask him, "Please...
> >
> > Mr. Bojangles,
> > Mr. Bojangles,
> > Dance. Dance.
> > Mr. Bojangles, dance.
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > .
> > .
> > Albert Einstein:  "Although I am a typical 
> loner in daily life, my consciousness of 
> belonging to the invisible community of those 
> who strive for truth, beauty and justice has 
> preserved me from feeling isolated."
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Albert Einstein:  "Although I am a typical loner 
in daily life, my consciousness of belonging to 
the invisible community of those who strive for 
truth, beauty and justice has preserved me from feeling isolated."
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