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This poem was taken from the
January 1948 issue of The Exciter
(an Arkansas Power and Light publication for their employees).
THE EXCITER, JANUARY, 1948
|Up on the storm-swept cross arm.
There the wind blows wild and free,
A cowhide belt and a chip of steel
'Twixt him and eternity.
When the thunder peals o'er the tree tops
When folks in houses cringe and shake
One slip of the hand and he's gone
There's times he holds in his very hands
But for all of that he's a common guy,
So sometimes in a thunder storm,
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