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Friday, December 30, 2011

Comanche

Johnny Horton: Comanche


I got confused today.
I went to an art museum
and was looking at a painting
that I thought was strange.
The painting was of a bunch
of Native American peoples
all naked and screwing,
and above them was a large fish,
and above the fish
was a large golden halo.
I could not for the life of me
decipher the meaning until
I read the caption
at the bottom in small print,
Custer’s last words:
“Holy mackerel,
look at all those fucking Indians!”


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Please, Mr. Custer