Empty
The bottle was empty,
Just like Jacob felt inside,
As he got on Lady Imogen,
And started to ride,
Back to BG.
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Well, he had to stop a time or two on the way,
As the world began to sway,
And into the underbrush of the desert sand,
His body's purge of the alcohol began.
He made it to the post office,
Unsteady and feeling sick,
He decided to make his business there quick.
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The clerk gave him a sigh,
Jacob smelled of whiskey and sweat,
His words slurred a bit.
"I need to send some telegrams sir. To Arizona and New Mexico."
Jake pulled some money from his long coat.
He could feel the bile rising up his throat.
The clerk gazed at him over his wire-framed rims,
"That'll cost you a pretty penny. By the word. Let's begin.
Name of the towns and the message within."
Jake kept each telegram short, reaching out to Bea
Asking her to wire him back in BG.
He knew the circuit and even with delays,
The company would have reached Yuma or Santa Fe.
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Busted Gulch vol 14
Phiêu lưuAll are in peril in BG. Will Uncle Bubba survive? What are William Land's plans for CG? Will Tiger get to Raven before he's forced to do this favor for a mysterious Bounty Hunter and clear his name? Brandy and Bruce are about to face down Regan and...
