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Mary Hardin Poem
I think I will go to the boat Inn and have a shot or two maybe three
of burbon to smooth my skin, all the liqure yum yum that looks so deceious to me, I think i might move from this spot the guy sitting next to me thinks Im his go go dancer oh the foolish choices i've made ding ding I'm the winner.This place is getting crowed to many hillbilly outlaws comming in the door they need to remove the buck shots from their ass hee haw and mop the floor,OH all the people are making a mess to think i have to clean there dirty glass if they only know how hard i work maybe they will get drunk enough to spit shine the floors.Yes i think i need to find a spot so i decided to get up and stumble out side, hey bartender looks like i need some more line em up buddy four , five , maybe six will do the trick, Oh i love this boat my head is starting to spin with the current of the wind. And the music i hear i think I can take the stage oh now I lost my sheet of music i was singing to,now the word's we will never see,It was a classic wonder I sung a million before,but with out a beat I cant sing no more,cant stomp my feet cant feel the floor, All the violins don't play all the strings have popped and slung away,and my piano is missing keys and for the sake of me my guitars are busted out of tune i shall pass to sing for thee.Oh this place is such a mess to think i have to work in such a place.
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Mary Hardin Poem
Truly Beautiful behind a heart, is a woman and a man longing for their desire, sunlight flitering on there skin's as fool's gold appears to them."A glistening mist in the air, the smell of wild-flower's are there.As if they took Adam and Eve's place.A man sits alone waiting for the passion of another truly beautiful behind the heart, her body quivered to his touch,"she felt that if she should die, to be placed under a apple tree, "and if one day he took take a bite" he would taste her that night. 2001
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She ride's in beauty in the night, a death defying comes to mind, come into my dream and you will see the spirit stand's aside wait for me, wait for me.Do not be afraid with haunted memory, go to the willow tree, there you will become free, "The smell of wild flower's in the air, come on, come on, let's go there, summer dust all around us, with bright vanishings see there, see there,"When night falls apon the earth, you can see passed the treees into the breeze dancing angels in a mist, forever to come to bless. 2000
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