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a bawdy recitation of the famous Srvice poem "The Shooting of Dirty Dan McGrew".

A short jump back to the subject of ballads that make nerves wreck and tears flow.Turn-of-the-century genre that was all around and subjects depending on region. Saloon-bar and mines for America , frozen deserts for Canada and shipwreck-and-drowning subjects for our waterland.
We had two great classics.

One about the old mother in the fisherman's hut, wind howling, flickering lamplight and souls swallowed by the waves.Husbands and sons never to return.
One about a father who proudly had made a little sailing boat from a wooden shoe and the following tragedy of the drowing of his little boy.
To be recited with exageration. (On parties and if you wanted to vex the recitation teacher).

Last edited by BranShea; 02/08/08 08:39 PM.