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Chicken farms and herds of cows
were everywhere in Keezly, Kentucky
but you had to schlep ten miles
out to the Higgins Highway
to get a pack of smokes,
if such was your need
at the midnight hour.
On April 24, 2005,
Abner Malone had
such a need.
Abner Malone had
such a need.
At that hour,
he might as well have driven
his Volkswagen Beetle
through an inkwell.
But the moment
he reached the highway,
he blasted his car stereo.
Unfortunately for Abner,
a state patrol car was waiting for him
in the 7/11 parking lot.
A Pakistani man,
wearing a 7/11 jersey,
was standing in the doorway.
He referred to the policewomen
as "Soolt and Peppa"
because one was white
and the other was black.
The black officer approached Abner,
citation book in hand.
Abner immediately extinguished
the car stereo.
On Virginia highways,
your radio volume
was unacceptable
and illegal.
your radio volume
was unacceptable
and illegal.
Officer, I apologize but
I found my thrill on Blueberry Hill
The officer suppressed a chuckle
and started to write out
a citation.
The other police officer
jumped out of the patrol car
Hey, partner, put that pad away
and you, boy,
turn that radio back on!
Abner did as he was told
but the volume was very low.
The white officer, however,
overcompensated for the low volume:
THE WIND IN THE WILLOW PLAYED
LOVE'S SWEET MELODY
She dragged Abner out of the car
and started dancing with him.
No one was in the 7/11
but the Pakistani clerk
danced in the parking lot.
He had the rhythm
of a headless chicken.
As loud as her partner,
the black officer sang along
for the last verse
THOUGH WE'RE APART
YOU'RE PART OF ME STILL
FOR YOU WERE MY THRILL
ON BLUEBERRY HILL
When the singing stopped,
the dancing ended.
The car radio was virtually
inaudible.
The policewomen embraced
and in perfect harmony,
said to Abner
Now go home!
He got back in his car
and did exactly as he was told.
Not until he got there
did Abner realize that
he forgot to buy the cigarets.
But his heart and soul
were one big smile.
And that is how
Abner Malone kicked
the cigaret habit.
He didn't think seriously
about lighting one up
until October 24, 2017.
Ain't That A Shame
That is the day
Fats Domino died.
The officer suppressed a chuckle
and started to write out
a citation.
The other police officer
jumped out of the patrol car
Hey, partner, put that pad away
and you, boy,
turn that radio back on!
Abner did as he was told
but the volume was very low.
The white officer, however,
overcompensated for the low volume:
THE WIND IN THE WILLOW PLAYED
LOVE'S SWEET MELODY
She dragged Abner out of the car
and started dancing with him.
No one was in the 7/11
but the Pakistani clerk
danced in the parking lot.
He had the rhythm
of a headless chicken.
As loud as her partner,
the black officer sang along
for the last verse
THOUGH WE'RE APART
YOU'RE PART OF ME STILL
FOR YOU WERE MY THRILL
ON BLUEBERRY HILL
When the singing stopped,
the dancing ended.
The car radio was virtually
inaudible.
The policewomen embraced
and in perfect harmony,
said to Abner
Now go home!
He got back in his car
and did exactly as he was told.
Not until he got there
did Abner realize that
he forgot to buy the cigarets.
But his heart and soul
were one big smile.
And that is how
Abner Malone kicked
the cigaret habit.
He didn't think seriously
about lighting one up
until October 24, 2017.
Ain't That A Shame
That is the day
Fats Domino died.
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| Antoine Dominique "Fats" Domino born: February 26, 1928 died: October 24, 2017 |
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Footnote
THE YEAR WAS 2005 ... FATS DOMINO, R.I.P.
is the copyrighted property
of the LCSOL
THE YEAR WAS 2005 ... FATS DOMINO, R.I.P.
is the copyrighted property
of the LCSOL
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