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		<title>WikiSysop: Created page with &quot;{{Template:Youtube}} ====Our Old Ways ==== &lt;poem&gt; The most charming man  I ever met had seven producing oil wells and crumbled crackers in his chili He didn&#039;t realize he had become very wealthy  still ate at Poor Boy&#039;s Cafe instead of floorboarding his gleaming Packard to Tulsa&#039;s steakhouses   I had to take a message to Mattie the cook at Poor Boy&#039;s and found Mister Compton having a late bowl of chili   I had grown since he saw me but he said &quot;you&#039;re Ben&#039;s daughter&quot; and...&quot;</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;{{Template:Youtube}} ====Our Old Ways ==== &amp;lt;poem&amp;gt; The most charming man  I ever met had seven producing oil wells and crumbled crackers in his chili He didn&amp;#039;t realize he had become very wealthy  still ate at Poor Boy&amp;#039;s Cafe instead of floorboarding his gleaming Packard to Tulsa&amp;#039;s steakhouses   I had to take a message to Mattie the cook at Poor Boy&amp;#039;s and found Mister Compton having a late bowl of chili   I had grown since he saw me but he said &amp;quot;you&amp;#039;re Ben&amp;#039;s daughter&amp;quot; and...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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====Our Old Ways ====&lt;br /&gt;
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The most charming man &lt;br /&gt;
I ever met&lt;br /&gt;
had seven producing oil wells&lt;br /&gt;
and crumbled crackers in his chili&lt;br /&gt;
He didn&amp;#039;t realize he had become&lt;br /&gt;
very wealthy&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
still ate at Poor Boy&amp;#039;s Cafe&lt;br /&gt;
instead of floorboarding&lt;br /&gt;
his gleaming Packard to Tulsa&amp;#039;s&lt;br /&gt;
steakhouses &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I had to take a message&lt;br /&gt;
to Mattie the cook at Poor Boy&amp;#039;s&lt;br /&gt;
and found Mister Compton&lt;br /&gt;
having a late bowl of chili &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I had grown since he saw me&lt;br /&gt;
but he said &amp;quot;you&amp;#039;re Ben&amp;#039;s daughter&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
and called, &amp;quot;Mattie, cut Miss Wilma &lt;br /&gt;
a piece of lemon pie&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Steeped in Mama&amp;#039;s counsel, I hung back&lt;br /&gt;
but Mr Compton assured me &amp;quot;Honey &lt;br /&gt;
I know your daddy and our old ways&lt;br /&gt;
You can eat with me&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
and I sat down on the stool beside him&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/poem&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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====Notes====&lt;br /&gt;
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