- Erotic Poetry
- HBD Sam Jordan
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Speaking to me in country music. Long black veils. Subtle twanged warnings against loving rambling men. I maniacally smile. You're as slick as baby shit. Moments before I dry up in the middle and beneath my dress. My assumptions are always that the person with the most bass in their voice knows better. Can bring rain. This is the tornado in that Kansas. This is somehow the essence of the sixties. Happy Birthday Sam! Thank the gods for Waylon Jennings, 'cause brother, you can't sing. I ain't said shit except my opinion.
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