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Trucker Husband

Many miles away you sit in a truckstop filled with women. ~ And I worry! They feed you steak and smell like french perfume they refill your cup. ~ And I worry! You look down from your window at their mini-skirted thighs zooming along the interstate. ~ And I worry! The phone rings late at night and you're away~ somewhere. ~ And I worry! But you need not worry! Cause when the last load is delivered and your eighteen wheels roll toward home. I'll be there waiting. For the love of my Trucker Husband!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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