"Gypsies, tramps and thieves". We'd hear it from the people of the town. They'd call us gypsies, tramps and thieves. But every night all the men would come around; and lay their money down. -- Cherilyn Sarkasian LaPier

Monday, November 22, 2010

Cowboy, take me away.



Now she’s comin' home to visit
holdin the hand
of a wild-eyed boy
with a farmer’s tan.


They never understand
why their princess falls
for some camouflage britches
and a southern boy drawl.

Ladies love country boys.

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