A Redneck Visits the Eiffel Tower

A Redneck Visits the Eiffel Tower

A Poem by Elton Camp
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What a waste of good iron.

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A Redneck Visits the Eiffel Tower

 

By Elton Camp

 

I hadn’t never been over to that Paris before

And I shore don’t care to go there no more

Most of those folks look like some sorta kook

And they all talk in this strange gobbley-gook

 

Them Frenchies, they call it the City of Light

And I have to admit they’s got that part right

But that tall tower that they like to brag about

If they’ll ever get it finished, I have my doubt

 

They started building it over a hundred years ago

But only got as far as the iron framework though

They better get some walls added to that thing

If they expect that any rent it’s going to bring

 

It’s tall enough that it could have a lot of floors

It would hold a bunch of apartments and stores

Unless they close it in, that iron’s gonna  rust

Then whoever’s stalling around will get cussed

 

If in building it, they are never gonna get through

Then it seems to me there’s only one thing to do

I can’t see how there can be any really good excuse

Not to tear it down and give that iron a good use

 

 

© 2011 Elton Camp


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Elton Camp
Elton Camp

Russellville, AL



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I am retired from college teaching/administration and writing as a hobby. My only "publications" are a weekly column in our local newspaper. Most of my writing is prose, but I do produce some "poetr.. more..

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