![]() Southern SerenadeA Poem by Dream WeaverShe’s as warm as a summer breeze, her pouty smile, her charming expertise. She’s a dandy, a smokin’ southern belle tipping mint Juleps with her sexy rebel yell. She rides the wind when her music is played, she loves to dance, a southern serenade. She has this strut, a mighty powerful one, she’s a two fisted lover she’s a gatlin gun. Sweet and sassy, just like sassafras tea a country gal, a garden of scented potpourri. She’s amazing for all to see a down home slice of southern hospitality. ![]()
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