Trail Gal

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The Longer We Were Gone, The Better She Looked
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Trail Gal 

Sue starts looking better the longer the trip.
I’ll no longer see her misshapen hip.
Don’t have to try,
Not to see her one eye,
And she’s no longer a girl I would skip. 

She goes from cowhand to sexual beauty.
From a buddy to a dazzling cutie.
From a working pal,
To one hell of a gal,
And she seems no longer distant and moody.

She wears jeans, cowboy hat, from the first.
But soon the roles are quickly reversed.
She’s not just a guy.
Do I have to say why?
And soon she just increases my thirst. 

It develops not only by happenstance,
That she suddenly looks good in those pants.
I can’t let it pass,
That she has a fine ass,
And each guy wonders if he has any chance.

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