LETTER
TO WILLIARD MURPHY
I hate to tell you,
You are from town.
You've nailed that horseshoe upside down.
Now this is hard for me to tell,
If your horse isn't walking backwards,
It sure is headed straight for hell.
No wonder skies up on you frown,
You've nailed that horseshoe upside down.
Written by Alda Shoults Weekley
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