I made one change.
And then I shuddered
(with delight).
I kept that edit.
I made one change and shuddered with delight. I kept the edit.
I kept the one that made me shudder.
I made one change.
And then I shuddered
(with delight).
I kept that edit.
I made one change and shuddered with delight. I kept the edit.
I kept the one that made me shudder.
I want everybody to chant:
I coulda made-a dugout, and took it to sea
I coulda made-a dugout, and took it to sea
I coulda made-a dugout, and took it to sea
Handling my driftwood, Dad says
if I hadn’t broke that chunk out
I coulda made-a dugout,
(the shock
remains after
he finishes)
“and took it to sea.”