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@ 27.055 MHz: Ad Astra; Elegy For Planter's-Twang, A Sonnet
Planter's-Twang died the other day.
Never had anyone found so much to say
of the most exquisite poetry
on our channel twenty-two fellowship on the c.b.
Planter's-Twang died the other day.
Haters and prudes, with their prejudiced nomenclature
said that they suspected his lifestyle was "that way":
in other words, he loved according to his born nature.
Planter's-Twang befriended me,
and when I returned from the University
that first winter break, he said that he respected
the path toward which I had been directed.
Planter's-Twang died the other day.
They tell me he had been very ill since this past May.
J-Called
