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The Oil Lease House

Story ID:6141
Written by:Monte Leon Manka (bio, contact, other stories)
Organization:retired
Story type:Poem
Location:Hemet CA USA
Year:1930
Person:The Chelsea Kansas Kid
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The Oil Lease House

The Oil Lease House

On an oil lease
Here in the city of ďOil HillĒ
Just west of El Dorado
My Momís visiting against her will

Sheís constantly telling me
She hates our oil lease shack
With the noise and smell
Of that pumping oil well in the back

Why donít you take baby Samantha
And leave this oilfield lease
Move back to the city
With Dad and me, please.

This place is disgusting
A flimsy tarpaper shack
Stifling in the summer, freezing in the winter
The racket of that pumping jack

Not a place to raise a youngun
Weeds for a yard in front
Canít talk to your husband
All he does is grunt.

If youíd married
That Bankers son
Instead of this
Stupid one---

Ok Mama
Thatís quite enough
I know itís rustic here
But Zack and I are tough

I love Zack
Zack loves me
So Mom why
Canít you see

That this shack
Is just a starter for us
He is working hard
He doesnít fuss

He put that plank
On the north side there
To run the rainwater down to the barrel
For Samantha and I to wash our hair.

So quit your fussin at me
We three will make it fine
Here in our lease house
On the Butler County line.

Monte L. Manka 07-05-10