The poetry of T. Wright Dickinson
I drive my tractor across the bridge
Because I lease the land across the ridge
The county folks are telling me unjustly
That a check ought be paid thusly
to repair the bridge, swingingly
But we quibble, do we not
About whose wallet it is ought
Forgetting one and all
That I am the governor of Moffat County,
Fed lands and all.