![]() 90 ProofA Poem by Melobldnfr![]() Song.![]() 11/18/13
Hey, I knew you for meat-n-tators when I saw ya As for loss in love, no doubt we could write a book You say you love my eyes, Lord help my spirit It blows my mind I even let you look
Yeah where the road leads from here It's anybody's guess I'm just glad to be in motion Every moment knowing I've been blessed
I laugh that you're a gentlemanly kind of woman Probably the sort who fancies uncut green beans I hear parts of you screaming to come undone And in hopes that I can help, you've turned to me
Yeah where the road leads from here I won't pretend to know But I've got four good tires So hold on tight, here we go
Let's get this done Let's have some fun Passed the pits and the tracks And the pain of the bare-backed Son-of-a-guns We'll sing some tunes Howl at the moon And the morning will tell If you're the kinda hell That can raise my roof
Yeah the morning will tell If you're my kind of hell And whether we can weather That what we have to offer Is 90 proof
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2 Reviews Added on November 18, 2013 Last Updated on June 28, 2017 AuthorMelobldnfrWichita, KSAboutI am always writing, but have not joined a writers' group since The Belle Haven when it was in existence. I loved it and really miss it. So when this site was recommended to me, I couldn't resist. .. more..Writing
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