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Damn Yankees

southern fried glory chicken watermelon eatin' contest just ready to explode green fried tomatoes lip smacking cornbread can you smell them biscuit fresh from the oven with some marmalade and fresh honey but look down yonder damn Yankees

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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