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Deputy Dan was a crime-solving man,
went to church, ate an apple a day.

He never did wear his wits on his sleeves,
mostly stood alone guarding the town

after Sheriff McClintock befuddled the press
and just vanished one fine autumn evening.

He sent occasional postcards,
Dan laughed at the palm trees and lake bluffs,
seething under the pressure heaped upon him;
but a crime-solving man is a crime-solving man,
and his badge meant his promise to the people.