Cocka-doodle ding-a-ling, my old hen
she lays eggs for the railroad men
some days one, some days two
that's enough eggs for the railroad crew.
Cluck old hen, cluck and sing
she ain't laid an egg since last spring
she ain't laid an egg since the middle of fall
if this keeps up she'll starve us all.
Portland's strangest duo publishes their literature
This site is an ongoing collection of poems/prose/journals/jargon written by the master of ceremonies [Maxwell Sunshine] and producer [Jacob Starfish] of the Portland Hip Hop group EXPLORERS OF THE DREAMWORLD.
Most of these writings sat undisturbed within the pages of old notebooks and stowed away in cardboard boxes - unseen from any strangers or spirits. That is where they remained for some time, practically forgotten, if not for a Portland folklorist/archeologist [Hogwash Dupree] who, in 2022, managed to assemble a large crew & convoy to navigate the treacherous territory & investigate some of the many outstanding rumors of accursed anathemas. All the while, building the trust of the duo with the hopes of publishing their writings online.
If you would like to contact Mr. Sunshine or Mr. Starfish directly, we recommend you email EXPLORERSOFTHEDREAMWORLD@GMAIL.COM.
As for Mr.Dupree, he can be reached at HOGWASH.DUPREE@GMAIL.COM.
We thank you for your visit today & hope you take away something of value.
Tuesday, March 4, 2025
My Old Hen
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