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The Legend Of Redneck Holler (repost For HALLOWEEN)
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The Legend Of Redneck Holler (repost For HALLOWEEN) |
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A Romantic Heart Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-03
Posts 5496Forever In Your Heart 
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 There was once a redneck named Roy, he loved Halloween since he was a little boy, Every darn near hallows eve, he would get a chew of snuff, roll up his sleeves in a cuff, He loved to tell the young'ens his frightful story when given the chance, bout a man named Devil Ance, Mean was he, so mean they burried his body far away, no one knows where to this day, maybe over yonder, I ponder... Every halloween night in canebrake holler, You could hear Devil Ance riding his horse named squaller,  Devil Ance got his name, by playing nasty tricks on country folk of the town, to him it was a funny game, Mean ole scoundrel was he, why even the dogs, would whimper at his sight, he only came into town on his horse at night, It was there he would fill poke bags, with cow manure, laughing his evil laugh smelling like the sewer, Then he would place each poke on the porch, setting it aflame, playing his darn game, Then he would knock on their doors and run, thinking and laughing having his wicked fun, People would open their doors, stomping the pokes trying to put the flames out, When splat went the cow manure, all over the porch, up the britches and out, Devil Ance had a mean laugh, a wicked laugh and more tricks up his sleeve, He would get a ladder, climb the rooftops, throw firecrackers down their chimmys, then leave, Country folk got tared of all that crap, they could stand it til that couldn't stand it anymore, They had, had enough of mean ole Devil Ance and his nasty tricks with pokes of cow manure at their door, They asked a witch to put on him a spell, make him go back to where he came the boughs of.... One dark, dreary night, he was riding his horse and had alot of gas, went to light the poke bags of cow manure and it blew up his .... So every Halloween down through redneck Holler, when the moon is full at midnight, rides the ghost of Devil Ance, With a huge hole in the seat of his pants... Throwing flaming pokes of cow manure at everyone in sight, DON'T WALK DOWN REDNECK HOLLER ON HALLOWEEN NIGHT! LOL!!!!!!!!!!!  You know you're in love, when you can't fall asleep,because reality is finally better than your dream~Dr.Seuss |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
What a story!! You have me smiling... and shuddering too! Your talent shows in many ways. Love, Margherita  |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Well, you certainly have gotten into the 'spirit' of the season! Great Halloween post! Have a happy Halloween! EA  |
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