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 © Gregory Golden | Year Posted 2007
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