S o this yuppie comes crawlin up my driveway lookin for snipers boobytraps.
Gets outta his cage with a brandnew mailbox still in the box.
I..I..I.`m your neighbor across the woods there... I..I..actsidently backed over your mailbox so I..I.. brought you this new one.
Now hold on I says as he diving for his car...
How bad is she hit? says I
Well was it bent before? hes says
I says We better go look at it.
I..I.. couldn`t find you one like it so I got this one.
An obviouis aluiminum cheapo depo.
I We arrive at the scene of the hit and run.
I says Now how did you manage that, My box pole is a milk can with sand in it , is well up on the bank away from the road.
My dog got loose so I truned in there and backed over your box `close to tears.
So I pick up a rock Isays This ain`t just a mail box. Its part of `` Old Loudon``
So I bang the big crease out of the lid.
Its old syle box with the flip top lid made out of American Steel. I fine tune the hinges a coulpe of times with the rock z,
Stick a brnch in the lid and lean oner. Tweaks her jus t right.
Fool Yuppies jumps in his car and squeals on dirt just like in the old movies.
I just chukle and slide back up the hill.

WEH
B/1/501: Vietnam 1969-'70