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Read Poems by Pamela Davison

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Southern Exposure

Y'all c'mon down 
any ole' time, 
we'll be awaitin' 
with watermelon wine. 

Y'all are welcome 
to come define 
our red-neckedness 
among the graceful pine. 

We'll say, "Hey Y'all," 
and be inclined 
by our southern-ness 
to rip it up, divine. 

So bring it on, 
you raw moonshine, 
let yourself be red 
in the southern design. 

There's nothin' like 
fresh off the vine 
for a sweeter night, 
so poised and unrefined. 

Y'all c'mon down, 
form a headline, 
make newsworthy noise, 
along the coastal line. 

We're awaitin' 
the joyous sign 
you ain't forgotten 
our infamous dateline. 

We are still here, 
a fresh resign 
of America's 
disheartened central spine. 

Y'all c'mon down 
any ole' time, 
we'll be awaitin' 
with watermelon wine. 

Y'all are welcome 
to come define 
our red-neckedness 
among the graceful pine. 

Copyright © Pamela Davison | Year Posted 2005

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  1. Date: 5/7/2016 3:25:00 AM

    PAMELA, this is an awesome poem, thank you for sharing. *SKAT*

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