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Outlaw

****-kick boots, chains on the belt,
Harley on the jacket,
pate crowned with felt...
you can swoon, you can die
at a glance of his eye.
No one seems to notice
that he swishes more than swaggers.

Strut through the room,
dance with all The Gals,
low'r the boom on troublemakers,
joke with all The Pals...
Sally really wants him but she
worries 'cause she staggers
and she never seems to notice
that he swishes more than swaggers.

Last dance, closin' time.
The Gang leaves with a shout.
It's breakfast at the Flyin' K,
but Sally passes out.

So once again, the joke's on them
and really, does it matter?
His newfound trucker friend is glad
he swishes more than swaggers.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 4/2/2013 8:25:00 AM
Funny with a good story to boot!
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Date: 4/1/2013 12:14:00 PM
OH MY! Quite the write! Very entertaining! The choice of words is amazing! :) Great write...thanks for your visit to my work.
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maggie huffman
Date: 4/7/2013 6:15:00 PM
Eileen, so glad you gave this a read and enjoyed it...had fun writing it, too!
Date: 4/1/2013 12:13:00 PM
Very nice piece. Enjoyed the read.
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maggie huffman
Date: 4/7/2013 6:16:00 PM
glad you liked it...thanks for commenting