The Texas Poet Two Step
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The Texas Poet Two Step
There won't be no Sun out on the Brazos
There won't be no rain in Abilene
I won't write a poem for Tom's contest
And Margaret Reid won't get a check from me
I'm tired of my poems lining trash cans
And see'in my money go to waste
And when that winners 'Click', has their party
It's like throw'in a can of 'Loser' in my face
chorus
Yes, I thought about the contest
I thought that I could win
But then, reality started sett'in in
I know I'd write with passion
Eloquence and grace
But in the end , I won't even place
So, I know what I'll do with all that money
I'll hold it in My hand and keep it near
And the day they claim to have their Contest Drawing
I'm buying sixteen dollars worth of beer.
chorus
Yes, I thought about the contest
I thought that I could win
But then, reality started sett'in in
I know I'd write with passion
Eloquence and grace
But in the end , I won't even place
Heeyah
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