Clarysville Missouri Poem by ERNEST CLARY

Clarysville Missouri



Paddleboats passing by
tooting their horn
clouds in the sky
on tuesday morn

the water ripples to the shore
crashing into the bank
where a town is no more
due to natures spank

the town closed after the flood
nothing left to be seen
except the mud
and a tree with a lean

it was named after uncle john
under the cloudy sky
now he's gone
buried nearby

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ERNEST CLARY

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St.Charles Missouri
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