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				 100 day Snake & Egg.... Fact or Fiction? 
 The 100 day Snake & Eggs………….
 What happened?
 Where did it go?
 – I know I thought I saw it.  But did I really???  Might it have been Déjà vu???  Was it really here???
 
 Oh my God am I going as crazy as some people, like my wife to name only one, think I am?
 
 I mean my first thought was;
 Hooray, Hooray the 100 day Snake and Eggs.  Finally………. This was the only thing that helped me make it through last winter.
 Oh the thoughts it brought back; so many memories from a year ago.
 
 This is where we were first given grammar lessons of ‘da so side way of speekin’
 This is where we first learned of leader hosen followed quickly by the tails of panty hosen and eventually even ‘Drag Classes’.
 We learned of kilts that fly in the breeze when cars are pushed to the speed at which they were intended to be driven!!!
 We learned of children that secretly hoped their father just might have been the milkman.
 
 If fact, those memories of the past, whether they be real or imaginary-----whether they be pseudo, psycho or holistic; those memories, inspired me again, to plagiarism.
 
 
 So, if y’all are ready:
 
 
 Listen my friends and you shall hear,
 of the mid-day ride of one we hold dear.
 On the 16th of April, in two thousand and five;
 every man there is still alive
 and remembers that famous day and year,
 of the mid-day ride of one we hold dear.
 
 He said to his son, “If the British cars ride
 from Matteson town to-day,
 Hang a lantern in ‘the barrel’ tower as a signal light,--
 One if by red and two if by blue;
 And I in the another color will be,
 Ready to ride and spread the alarm
 Through every middle-sized village; beyond the farm”.
 
 Then he said “Good-day” and with a muffler roar,
 Started the drive to the Gess Motor Store.
 Just as the road rose over the hill,
 he took note that the gauge no longer shown full.
 There swinging to the shoulder he and the snake went
 where the remainder of this day his time was spent.
 
 Through all our history, and for the year just past,
 This WCCC fact, always it would last.
 In the hours of brightness and peril and need
 the people did not waken to hear
 the squeal of tire nor to see that noble sneer.
 For on this mid-day there was no ride
 of the one we hold dear.
 
 
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 and for other obvious resons.
 
			
			
			
			
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