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EpilogueFor better or worse, my adventures in America had made me a wiser person,And now I'd been given the chance to put my life back on track. As I was driven to the airport, for the final time before leaving New Orleans, I asked the driver to take a short detour past the place where I'd been shot. These experiences would not stop me from seeing the funny side, But just the same, I never forget a face And while I don't normally bear grudges, If one day I should return, vengeance will indeed be mine. Meanwhile, I'd celebrate my origins rather than hide them. I am a Londoner after all. Getting shot in New Orleans had given me a limp, And if not properly treated, could turn into a permanent voodoo walk. But the next time I see a zombie coming towards me on the street, I won't let him spook me out so much. I'd even sing him a song. |