Tom Bell Poet Light Verse

Sixty-Six

Sixty-Six Sixty-Six Ford Mustangs
Rusting on Sixty-Six acres
Of the Mustang Ranch since
Sixty-Six
Sixty-Six parking tickets
attached to Sixty-Six Sixty-Six
Ford Mustangs
Stuck on Sixty-Six acres
Of the Mustang Rance
Sixty-Six Ladies of the Night
Sixty-Six lacy hankies held
In Sixty-Six dainty hands,
Waving at Sixty-Six Deputy Sheriffs
Supervising Sixty-Six County
Tow-Trucks,
Oh those Sixty-Six Poor Unfortunate
Schmucks...
Gonna cost each Sixty-Six bucks
They could'a spent on
Sixty-Six Sweet Sexy hours,
With Sixty-Six Sweet Sexy Gals,
Oh well,
Sixty-Six, "Oh, What the Hell!"s

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