Little Bit of CountryA Poem by LivingDeathI am country, I live in the country, I fix things like I'm country. This poem is a lil bit of country.
Lets hear that country yeehaw
from the sun kissed girls of spring, lets jam around the fire and let the guitars sing. We'll watch the stars above as we lay out on the hood, with fire flies that dance and illuminate the woods. And when the sun will rise and the fire burns away, I'll start the big green tractor and we can waste away the day. But if you want some fun we can saddle up, I'll take you to the rodeo where we can test our luck.
© 2011 LivingDeathAuthor's Note
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10 Reviews Added on April 29, 2011 Last Updated on April 29, 2011 AuthorLivingDeathAbbotsford, British Columbia, CanadaAbout"I'd rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I am not." ~Kurt Cobain. Wasssup guys! I am me, if you want my name, ask me for it. Life in every breath, is my motto. 22 years old, living .. more..Writing
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