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Jeff Franklin here is the Story Nine Miles Up Como Road H.R.Miller I’ll check mines and shacks and cover my tracks, nine miles up Como Road. Like moilers before I’m lookin for ore; hoping to find the mother lode. Deep holes and sharp rocks Are just destroying my shocks Me and my truck are getting old. But my fevered desire will never retire in my endless search for gold. The bouncy ruts stress my struts and jostle my rib cage. A mustang band flees across the land as I tool on through the sage. On a road of packed dirt with harm I flirt, as a canyon starts its wind. I shift into low and uphill I go toward gold I hope to find. Unmelted snow patches my attention catches on a pinion pine leaf floor. But like I care -- there’s none over there of the gold I’m lookin for. The cliff’s sheer side enhances my ride. On the steering I tighten my hold. But still I smile. It’s so worthwhile, my endless search for gold
Posted on: Fri, 26 Sep 2014 00:46:49 +0000

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