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SPELLBOUND
"SPELLBOUND"
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I didn't know at first that driving brought a curse,
but sixty years I spent behind the wheel;
there came some in my drives, and some were much surprise...
as I saw these mysteries unveil.
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Now, I'll cite one on a route, that leads both north and south,
it's a bridge that stands a'near Virginia's line;
the bridge is made to curve with an overpass to swerve,
and always, every trip it taunts my mind!
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Only sixty yards at best from each end to it's crest,
and I can not see beyond the top,
and either way I came, it's always proves the same;
I pass another auto at that spot !
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A highway bridge and curve, that tests my edgy nerve,
and one that I shall not forget;
for I can't believe my eyes, when I get upon that rise,
comes a passing car there you can bet!
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But here's the strangest thing this mystery can bring:
there is no other curve for many a'mile,
It's straight as it can be, no other cars I see,
and me, it puts my thoughts on trial !
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Just sixty yards of span in two hundred miles that ran,
this incident occurs each instant time?
It could happen anywhere along the highway there,
and not just on a bridge that's in a "blind".
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Ther're strang things on the road that live by their own code;
and we can only try to "toe the line";
and keep our wits about, and not to figure out,
the un-beknowns out there we often find.
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So I found another way to beat the odds at bay;
I take a detour down around a mill;
on an old sawdust road that saw a'many load,
but good enough to break this jinx and spell.
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But behold and alas, o'er this dirtroad I pass,
I see that crossing bridge from afar,
and as I look up to that ridge at the center of the bridge;
you guessed it ! there goes that one and only car!
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William E. Hardison (c)
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