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Southern Exposure

Y'all c'mon down any ole' time, we'll be awaitin' with watermelon wine. Y'all are welcome to come define our red-neckedness among the graceful pine. We'll say, "Hey Y'all," and be inclined by our southern-ness to rip it up, divine. So bring it on, you raw moonshine, let yourself be red in the southern design. There's nothin' like fresh off the vine for a sweeter night, so poised and unrefined. Y'all c'mon down, form a headline, make newsworthy noise, along the coastal line. We're awaitin' the joyous sign you ain't forgotten our infamous dateline. We are still here, a fresh resign of America's disheartened central spine. Y'all c'mon down any ole' time, we'll be awaitin' with watermelon wine. Y'all are welcome to come define our red-neckedness among the graceful pine.

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Date: 5/7/2016 3:25:00 AM
PAMELA, this is an awesome poem, thank you for sharing. *SKAT*
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