Send him down
I’ll get im in
all right
He’ll have no
trouble
as long as I’m
here
said Herman
and
Herbert walked
up
with his friendly bow
legged
stride
You know I had a
son too once
he said
but
he’s dead
now
in an accident
with his
mother
She’s alright though
she took it badly

I’m fine too
I guess
layed off
work though
and trying
to get my truck fixed

I’m not real intelligent
but I sure would
like to
hear some of
your poetry

I can play the guitar

I can play some songs for you