Best Pickup Poems

(song lyrics)
Verse 1:
Now I can’t go fishin’, ‘cuz ya’ sold my rod and reel
Can’t go snow-racin’, ‘cuz ya’ sold my snowmobile
And I got flaws -...

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April first drives up in a new Lamborghini,
Everyone knows it is one of her foolish tricks
She will be driving a beat-up pickup farm truck
In thirty...

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Cold misty clouds rise above the grates
The streets only illumination, tossing shadows like pennies
Faded street lamps at each end
The cold is biting, as I roll...

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They hung around the beer joint with the finest Western wear
with thumbs tucked in their belt loops and such a studly air.
But those boots weren't...

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An all-but-empty Interstate stretches
straight, streaking horizon to horizon:
it is a ribbon with no bow, wrapping
northern Nevada. The eye fixes
on absent fences, looks for limits,
scans scenery...

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Its halloween  my favorite time of year.
Grown women running around half naked.
Makes me wanna awake the spirt and grab a beer.

Boy i wish my...

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My car is old and fallin apart
Sometimes it doesn't even want to start
It has a hood the color blue
I really wish for something new
A lotto...

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I blow here in the prairie wind,
A grass that seems to have no end.
A pheasant asked me yesterday,
"How long you been here would you say?"
I...

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She had golden hair and a pickup truck      
The girl was pullin' a U-Haul trailer
She came home to stay and...

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Light dances with the idea of love 
the sharks circle at mere plight 
of weakness but you cant kick out
a ballerina tiptoeing across rivers
red flowing...

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She calls herself Bunny Boucher, but she was born Veronica Chermak. She’s tall and leggy with a body that looks tidy, yet lived in. She’s...

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Her pooper scoper is filled with laughter
A kind and gentle soul always encouraging me
To pickup after her poop, she is a hoot
Her kindest and friendliness...

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(Sing to the tune "American Pie.)

I long, long time ago, I can still remember when,
Junk food made me smile,
And I knew if I had a...

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