wild bill kept me camp saved my life
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		my pard my pal was wild bill
		i slept not zipped not once
		my feet would glow yet outside cold

		my wild bill was wall was home
		on beds of stone i slept a prince
		on thermalite with wild bill
		i was a cat in the window

		one day some days some miles into the land
		a wiley trunk bulb came on and stayed

		and wild bill caught one a hole i felt
		the scent but dismissed it -- it must be
		farmers burning in the fields 

		wild bill kept the flame out
		this smoke wagered but won no fire

		...fuel in a red fuel cell...
		...fuel in a 2 gallon fuel jug...
		...unleaded fuel rode in the back...

		my wild bill proved plainsman met well
		on the plains and in the mountains
		stood guard at night then saved my life

		and so i recommend my pard my pal my good
		friend bill my teal-black plainsman and scout
		try wild bill armed with 3-D polarguard fill
		to plus fifteen farenheit.

		but please think twice of
		glossy gm cars with
		flimsy sensors bossing
		the naked though the recessed
		ambushme baby baby

		baby baby you lightmyfires


			Marek Lugowski
			11 September 1997
			Chicago, Illinois & somehwere out West-there

			[rev. 7 November 1998]