New Town, Same Game
Seven days by train, just to be safe
He knew a decision has to me made
Next town or the next, maybe the fifth
Still confused as to which is which
"Next town, name?" He wrote the conductor,
"Busted Gulch" the old man answered.
He gave the conductor an affirmative nod,
Wrote again, "That's where I get off."
He set foot at the Stop Go station
And found himself a bustling town
He got a room in Tent City so cheap
He had enough money to splurge for a week
But he knew he must put his priorities first,
Getting a job was top of his list
He roamed the town looking for a post
Whatever it is, he must find work
He found one by the General Store
"Help Wanted, see Mr Manny Ger."
He didn't waste a second, in he went
To see Mr Ger for his application.
He was quite nervous, he had to admit
Getting a job's not easy when you're mute
Manny Ger looked him squarely in the eye,
"If you can follow instructions, you can apply."
He got hired on the spot
He couldn't believe his luck
Now, that is one thing to check off his list,
Time to move on to the next.
He surveyed the town to watch its citizens
Observed how comings and goings went
He took note of hotspots and buildings with more floors
Took note of windows, stairwells and doors.
Night came and he stayed in town,
Ate some noodles, and hung around
Strolled the streets to get hold of his bearings
Went home to rest for work next morning.
Job was easy, bagging groceries
What he looked forward to was making deliveries
Mr Ger sent him on one that morning,
Two fifty- pound sacks of coffee to the bakery.
He was met by the Chinese baker,
And was told to go through the back door.
"You must be new?" the baker asked.
He replied with an enthusiastic nod
"I'm JinLi, but call me AJ," said the baker,
Held out a hand and waited for an answer
He took out his notebook, quickly wrote,
"I'm Silenzio Gattuso, but call me Enzo."
AJ smiled, said it was nice meeting him,
Even invited him to sample a muffin
But Enzo refused, scribbled, "Work"
AJ understood and wrapped a muffin to go.
Enzo thanked him and smiled as he left,
One building down, a few more to inspect
He felt the excitement coursing through his veins,
Soon enough, Busted Gulch will learn his name.
"New town, Old name
The game remains the same
Jewels, trinkets and priceless heirloom
Let I, Il Gatto, spell their doom!"
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Busted Gulch vol 7
AdventureThe Jail is gone. The Church is still being rebuilt. The Tent City is growing and so is the Crime Rate. Dogs are running rampant, cats are prohibited, but thankfully muffins are back on the menu. But with Busted Gulch's last Mayor being arrested for...