Hillbilly deluxe dine in special,
white, pink, and red blooded
picture flashing, knocking back burgers
and the beer of champagnes
with one lane for two.
It’s simple days, and simpler nights
spent dressing down and out of style,
keeping style laughably wonderful,
and tacky, pouring it out for the fallen
and going home to pajamas.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Poem-A-Day: Day 94
St. V
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Aptly described. :)
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