Country Boy Vince
Sure 'nuff...
We get use'd 'a,
Places we was brought up in,
Seems more natural than not,
Having lived on the outskirts
Of JFK airport,
To fall asleep to the song of
Jumbo jets roaring just overhead...
Most natural to me...
Now it's the country silence
To keep me awake...
Occassional distant train whistle,
On the periphery of sound,
Geese honking choir,
Flying above ground...
Soon I'll love these sounds
that most adore....
Unless I die first...
Of a life now so a bore."
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