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THE NORTH POND HERMIT by Troy R. Bennett
Nobody’d seen his face, in twenty-seven years
Since that day in ’86 when he up and disappeared
He walked away into the pines, to live among the wood
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He turned his back on everything and he was gone for good
The North Pond Hermit, living in the woods
The North Pond Hermit, they’d catch him if they could
Some said he was a ghost, some said he wasn’t real
And all he ever had to eat was all that he could steal
In and out of every camp, all around the pond
Stealing food in the dark, by morning he was gone
They say he’d sit for days watching things that grow
Or counting eagles over head and everything below
Sometimes he’d listen to the wind filling up his mind
Counting raindrops one by one to pass away the time
Summer, winter, spring and fall, seasons came and went
Still he lived there all alone in a solitary tent
No leaving camp in wintertime, no footprints in the snow
No fire for fear that he’d be seen sending up the smoke
The cops they caught him in the spring, robbing one more time
They took him to the jailhouse to answer for his crimes
They said we have one question, to ask before you go
What would make you do it, he said he did not know
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