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THE PRINCESS OF DESIRE
Lem Scobey, of the Flying Vf Tells out the tale one night to me, Of Sheriff Ben, the lad an' her, An' the Ralton gang of Sinneber.
Said Scobey, gazing at the fire, "We names her Princess of Desire, B'cause we figgers some that she Was 'bout as perfect as they be; An', bein' so, 'twas certain she Was member o' the royalty In that there state o' Sweet Desire, Where Love is king an* no one higher.
"She comes to camp one ba'my day,
An' a pale-like lad hung that-o-way
Along her trail, you'd think she had
A mortgage on that self-same lad.
That boy jes' idolized her, too,
'Cause 'fore he come he'd jes' pulled thro'
A fierce old bleedin' at the lungs—
'Most thought he'd clim' the Golden Rungs.
Then she jes' packs him, kit an' all,
An' comes to Lariet that fall.
He loves her strong, the boy sure did—
An' we o' such-like was not rid—
Not brother love but gen-u-wine
Old 'Achin' Heart' an' 'Ever Thine,' |
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