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On the Discovery of High Noon and The Devil in a Glass Jar. (Limerick) by MacFrantic

Whenever I think of the West It reminds me of times of unrest When a young, bleeding man With a six-gun in hand Harbors doubts that he's truly the best I found Satan out in my yard He demanded my soul I discard I remained unafraid For he threatened and brayed From within his wee hell, tightly jarred

MacFrantic

5-May-04/11:46 AM

*jarred* means -put in a jar- I was simply going for the image of the devil demanding my soul from within a jar. Which reminds me.

"In England Smoky the Bear is not the forest fire prevention representative. They have Smacky the Frog.
It's just like a bear, but it's a frog. I think it's a better system, I think we should adopt it. Because bears
can be mean, but frogs are always cool. Never has there been a frog hopping toward me, and I thought
' man, I'd better play dead. Here comes that frog...' You never say here comes that frog in a nervous
manner. It's always optimistic. Hey here comes that frog, al-right. Maybe he'll come near me so I can
pet him, and stick him in a mayonnaise jar, with a stick and a leaf, to recreate what he's used to."

- Mitch Hedburg (Hilarious

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