how do'yuh know she'z appalachian
.
if she'z preen'nin
thuh tips uv her curly
hip length tressez
with one mitt's digits
and bare foot toez with
thuh uther
whilst set'n on thuh
porche'z edge
wait'n fer her turn
at
thuh outhouse
oh
oh
and she'z smile'lin
wait wait
and it's raining
pour'n rather
and she'z still
smile'lin
and hold on
it's
brrrr
late september
and she'zzzz stilll
kiss me
shut me up
,)
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