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Big Chief Dave

My brother's a big time shaman
he could do dances of power.
Ya Hey! long before he could write a 5 paragraph essay
or unravel the mysteries of long division,
I tell you he was shaping the physical world
with his mind
and the hands and feet
of his child body.
 
My brother Dave could pull fish from the sea
My brother Dave he could call butterflies from the sky and       
       bring heavy snow on Sunday nights to extend the 
       weekend.
My brother Dave always knew what the cat was thinking or         
       where your keys were or what adult was drunk enough
       to let you finish his beer.
But mostly Big Dave danced in bowling alleys.
Oh, He'd let that ball go sliding down that shiny floor.
He never worried, not about where that ball would go, he 
       knew it was taken care of.
His feet would hop, up down, first left then right. His back
       muscles would pull misshaping my brother into some 
       crazy human gargoyle. Look! his shoulders are tight,
       that ball is gonna move, I tell you. Watch his elbows 
       draw up taunt like bows...fingers, some curled some out
       at angles. Oh that ball its gonna dance and weave now...
 
"Hey" I wanna yell, "he's cheating" but no one sees the        
       strings he strums, the spirit strings he pulls to move the 
       ball, or slashes out with to whip the pins to go crashing     
       down, he uses the same strings he catches all those
       flounders with. Oh that’s the same string he uses to lasso
       snow flakes from the sky.
 
Watch him! Watch my brother dance.
Look it! Look at those who dance with him
You see them dressed as bears, wolves, and ghosts.
 
Ya Hey! look at him dance.
 
Friggin' weird enit?