Mattie Town Charity BallA Poem by speakingcolorsI struggled for awhile with the name of the town. I don't know if I'm even satisfied with what I chose.Come one, come all
I’d like for you to come
There’ll be whiskey and wine
We’re gonna sing the blues
If you’re not the dancin’ type
I’m not the talkin’ kind
So I hope to see you there
Come one, come all
Come one, come all
Come one, come all © 2008 speakingcolorsReviews
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1 Review Added on February 5, 2008 Last Updated on February 19, 2008 Authorspeakingcolorssomewhere outside looking in, PAAboutpoet/songwriter/author sometimes I feel so much it hurts. i have all these thoughts running through my head, little segments of a whole that i can't see. most of them never get put down in writ.. more..Writing
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