ROAD TRIP

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COUNTRY POEMS



                      A long time on the road.  A heavy load.

                 This trip is done, fun, sweet lip. kiss miss

                                All these thoughts in my head.

                                 I'm lying in my bed.

                                I'm crying in my bed.

                  I'm going home.  I won't be sleeping alone.

                           This was not part of the plan.

                        It's really hard on a man.

                       To be so far away from his wife.

                   It cuts into you like a knife.





                  

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