Countrified Poems - Poems about Countrified

...Who are the countrified? The too-soon petrified Who wooden gods deified, With them identified; Their ways not modified… I see The Countrified In “Norms can’t be defied!” Who had gin edifie......

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...I fancy myself a gypsy soul because I love To wear flowing tops, bell-bottom pants, and Necklaces. I used to wear bracelets, but had to Take them off to type comfortably. Do I travel though? No......

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...The man, the woman, the ship, and the sea. Don’t you wish we were having camoille tea? The bachelor, the maid, the valentines day girl, Don’t you wish we could swish in countrified swirl? The......

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...She's just a plain good old country girl never complains a lot doesn't ask you to buy her the world riches silver or gold just wants to be loved a gift that cannot be sold such a sweet and l......

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...Once upon a day, two pretty women strolled down a pastoral park that offered their cheeks the most countrified caress and their eyes an orchard of assorted pomegranates. After succumbing to wearines......

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...Poetry is a simple ride through back road rural country side. Alive with gardens sprouting corn, white puffs of cotton being born fodder bales lazing countrified. Each turn a treasure to the ......

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...I walked for a while on the other side of the road The whiteness of the late morning clouds The moving rounded shapes of familiarity Walking in the same uphill direction With eyes in the sky I d......

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