Let us cross over the river
and rest under the shades of the trees
That's what Stonewall Jackson
said in Chancellorsville-wilderness-
Fredericksberg-somewheres when
he's dying out there in
thickets & the Civil War
leavin' him behind
& this golf course is a relic
of that probably built over it
so rich assholes can say
nice shot, good show, four
and my dad can hit a golf
ball into some heavy woods,
while I sit in the cart and
think, "Shit"--
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