Saucy Posse - Milton Mower

Milton Mower was a hardworking patriot
Who gave at church and loved his wife
Not many quarters filled his cursing jar
Parked his Corvette in the garage at night
One Friday Milton got a call from work
His quarter's numbers didn't look too good
"The market's down," they said, "and cuts had to be made"
They hoped that Milton understood
Security brought in a box of Milton's things
A quiet thank you all he had to say
While the CEO's race horses ate like kings each day
Milton sat here negotiating his severance pay
They buy the legend of a mountain climb
Take the trophy and lock it away
Just wait and see
See how long you can believe
There's a conscience
There's a rule
And they're not playing you for a fool
Milton sat in church that next Sunday
Their shepherd red-faced in vehement defense
"Only a fool would trust a Jezebel," he said
"Trust God to shield the innocent"
That night, the news announced a string of crimes
Perpetuated by the church clergy
Now Milton's alms would fund a first-class legal team
Tasked with protecting just another wolf in sheep's clothing
No price too high to keep your spirits low
Bow your head and close your eyes
Just wait and see
See how long you can believe
Take a deep breath and a pill
They're gone by the time you know what's real
Nothing like calling common sense a crime
To keep you afraid and in line

Written by:
Dallin Nelson

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