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By Jack Joseph Smith

The Govener's Mother We walked from the Court House steps Wounded Knee was over And we were newspaper revolutionaries who got about as far as the local delivery Portland city was crisp and clear shade for professional pictures By our driver The international Frenchmen of camera Capturing our facade with a wing over the rustic For pictures of shade We moved through the streets thosE And stopped in parks for stills Then we came to a quaint Victorian neighborhoed Where we out of the truck onto the thin sidewalk didn't act VERY MUCH LiKE Robin Hood would It was to admire the softness through a lens It was sort of similiar to the softness we had enjoyed To the light hand clapping of the crowd After extra sugar complements in our coffie from the jail A congressman for defence With the wit of country slang A plenary council Attorney General as our private NoblE With aperfect Shakespearian faggot for a face Now I stood aside the coated brick beneath the leaves bELow thE EvEs While listening to the click of the camera As her majesty approached thistlE My conversation was with Murphy An Irishmen who had seen harder times He had wanted to go to fight But I had taken a young boy along to make sure we wouldn't Now it was discussion YES And to assure us we were sincere This good morning brandy lady coughed for passage

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AI Interpretation

GPT

The speaker recounts Court House publicity, photographs in Portland parks and an encounter with a high-status woman. Handwritten additions revise the camera description, the truck scene and the judicial portrait.

The writer juxtaposes political ambition, publicity and social rank, with Murphy's wish to fight beside the speaker's caution. The partial revisions leave unsettled syntax and annotation order. The source's hostile description of a public figure reflects the speaker's voice, not an assessment endorsed by this interpretation.

Claude

A revised 'The Govener's Mother': the group walks from the Court House after Wounded Knee, a 'Frenchmen of camera' photographs them in Portland, a 'plenary council Attorney General' appears 'as our private NoblE', the speaker talks with Murphy, who 'had wanted to go to fight', and 'This good morning brandy lady coughed for passage'.

The draft turns the protest into a photo session watched by officials, with dense handwritten revisions; YES is a detached note beside a cancelled row.