4/9/12

art show



I'm a little old pasture creek; they got no name for me.
I'm a little pasture creek, got no name for me.
When I grow up, I'm gonna be the Mississippi.

I'm an old raccoon; I got candles in my eyes.
I'm an old raccoon, I got candles in my eyes.
Stay away from the road or else I might draw flies.

I'm a grain elevator white as a china dish.
I'm a grain elevator white as a china dish.
Tall as a satellite, fat as an old catfish.

I'm a July cornfield far as you can see.
I'm a July cornfield far as you can see.
And if you real careful, you can walk on top of me.

I'm a river valley; I used to be a mountain top.
I'm a river valley, I used to be a mountain top.
Once you go down, brother, it's hard to stop.

Out in the country, gravel road a-ramble all around.
Out in the country, gravel road a-ramble all around.
And the dust blow up 'til the cool rain tumble down.

4 comments:

Chris Moulton said...

MIND BLOWN!!

Jennie said...

Thanks for posting pictures!! I'm so glad that it went well and wish I could have been there for it. Hope you're having fun galavanting about Utah!

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Mairi dhubh said...

Wow!! It looks SO nice!!! My mom showed me some pictures of your paintings - they are fabulous. I wish I could see them in real-life. I hope you feel proud of yourself - you should!

Also, I like that odd little poem/song - especially the racoon verse!