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[aid] => mick
[title] => Pete's Missing
[time] => 2004-02-11 01:51:23
[hometext] => This is based on a true happening
[bodytext] => The news on the radio said Pete's missing from Barnett Missouri A man with charisma Women loved him Children loved him I recall when my daughter, about three Pete would buy her candy at the station But Pete always got his kiss candy, for kisses Candy kisses Pete would talk about old times I would sit and listen for hours he told the story of hunting Bull Frogs he was in the boat with gig in hand their they were, bull frogs everywhere, he gigged one then two, and three they were alive but their hind legs were missing was he ever mad! I was laughing my head off I know where those legs went the frying pan Ole Pete never knew the wiser those legless frogs were crawling with their front legs on the moss Pete loved to hunt mushrooms, squirrels, rabbits, frogs especially squirrels Sunday morning walks through the woods Poor Pete died that summer I still wonder, how he met hid fate Sheriffs department searched for weeks never finding Pete the squirrels watched him die that fateful day death that day was like bird droppings, it had no mercy death was grasped by the gaze of a teary squirrels eye the worms crawled Pete all summer long Pete was found that fall by a deer hunter the deer hunter was a preacher he is preaching somewhere in Alaska that poor preacher he'll always shed a cold tear somewhere, in Alaska I have even hunted these woods where Pete passed away when Pete was found the preacher saw a glint Pete's belt buckle gleaming in the sun light I guess Pete's soul was calling the preacher through the glowing belt buckle maybe ole Pete is still walking shining somewhere telling stories I found where Pete was several years after he was found there's a cross there saying, this is where Pete was I felt a sorrowfulness for him but Pete died doing what he loved to do candy kisses kisses for Pete may the easter lilies kiss Pete each spring may the dew drops reflect his soul somewhere deep down, Pete was a good man children brought him joy the most Pete's missing, Pete's missing, he is in your candy kisses cherish his flavor, forever. [comments] => 9 [counter] => 223 [topic] => 8 [informant] => Wesley_Dale_Willis [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 12 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AmericanTragedy )
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