FCT2 -Travelin Corpse Traditional Cache
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At Kissimmee they tell of old M. Bone Mizell
And the stranger who died on his hands:
How he died in dry season, and that was the reason
He was buried awhile on Bone’s Lands.
He was buried awhile on that pine and palm isle
In a swamp under Florida’s sun
By the Cracker who nursed him, who loved him and cursed him
Just before his demise had befun.
“Jes take this news ca’mly,” Bone wrote to the family
The deceased had left livin’ up north,
“I can send the remains when there come up some rains
And us pine island folk can go forth.
“So providing yuh ask it, I’ll dig up th casket”
Which was done when the season brought rain,
And the river could float the flat-bottomed boat
And the dead boy could travel agan.
When Bone went with the coffin, he smiled much to of ‘en, On the boat and en route to the car.
At the train he said, “Gimme one fare from kissimmmee
To Vermont! Aint this corpse foin’ far?”
Thus the money was spent that the family had sent.
And a friend of Bone’s said the next day:
“So yuh shipped that lad hum?” And Bone said, “No, by gum
For I thought hit all over this way:
“As his kinfolks air strangers to all of us rangers,
Why not five some dead Cracker this ride?
Why not make all this fuss over some pore ole cuss
Who in life hadn’t wallered in pride?
So instead of that Yank with his money and rank
Who had been round and seen lots of fun
I jus’ dug up Bill Redd and I sent him instead
For old Bill hadn’t traveled ‘round none”
*The annual ride takes place the last full week of February, we ask that out of respect you refrain from caching along the trail that week. *
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