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Wayner's cowboy poetry, my version

butch...ar

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I met her in a jail cell stoned on oatmeal;
I can still recall the hearing aid she wore;
She was weighted down with Twinkies in the twilight,
and I knew she'd bought her dentures in a store;
My Pooh Bear said I'd pick my nose forever;
She said to me that Rolaids made her high;
But who'd have thought she'd boogie while in labor;
I guess I was too smashed to say goodbye.
 
n/t
 
I met her at a truck stop in September;
I can still recall the boxer shorts she wore;
She was smellin' kind of funny by the off-ramp,
and I knew what strong deodorants were for;
The blood test showed I'd have my rash forever;
She said to me her basset hound was shy;
But who'd have thought she'd black out in my Edsel;
I guess I was too smashed to say goodbye.
 
You remind me of a modern day Mark Twain....precise use of words written with a flair, just like Mark Twain. Please have a great day! Kelley (Texas) :)
 
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