No Christmas in April Blues [Blues Poem]

The dust is risin' down that dirt road;
someone is comin' my way fast.
The dust is risin' down that dirt road;
someone is comin' my way fast.
Hope it's not the f#@kin' tax man.
Maybe it's Santa Claus, at last.

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