WESTERN TOWN GIRL

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COUNTRY POEMS

           All the guys want her.

    She wants into the place, see the grins on their faces.

     I, all the other guys beat, me, she wants to meet.

  They admit defeat.

  They her want to walk and talk.

  Their ship at her dock slip.  A chocolate milk sip.

  They all dream of her every night, she a real delight.

  They all want to dance with her, ask her out.

  She picked me, see.  

  It makes them want to scream and shout.

  They don't know what it's about.

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