Without
Because the electric guitar had no hole, in the middle of a song the old bluesman lowered his mouth to it & plucked the strings with his gold- capped teeth.
Because the sawhorse had no head, it didn’t know which way to run when a plank saddled it, & it let the saw whinny for both of them.
Because the hermit had no wife, he bought a clock with a loud tick & wound it faithfully once a week with a little brass key.
Because the trailer had no cellar, its inhabitants rushed out & threw themselves into a ditch when the tornado came howling its one blue note.
Dave Bonta
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