A Southern Lady
There is a lady I know
She is not considered slow
She is my sister Lex,
She is no hex to me
Southern born and Southern raised,
She is a true Southern Lady
Born and raised in NC,
As country as can be
She is rough and tough and loveable as can be,
You couldn't touch her with a 10-foot beam
She is as kind and loved as there can be
She is often compared to honey from a bee
She is as slick as grass in July,
Golly oh me, how lucky can I be?
Copyright © Matt Bowen | Year Posted 2008
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