Thursday, April 2, 2009

TheCountryVersion


TheCountryVersion


Between
your eyes your beauty lies.


As
useful as hinds in a field dear.


Raining
harder than pizza on a flat rock.


If
ut works leave it alone.


Harder
than a peeper bird.


Stranger
than a three dollar bill.


Like
trying to stretch a quilt over a rain barrel top.


He
will get right on it like a traveler on a platter.


He
dropped his pocket.


Like
flint on a hard rock. Like Flies on Lemonade.


You
can’t fight your way out of a cardboard box.


Like
White on Rice.


The
more things change the time changes things more than changing times
wait this can’t be write


The
more things change the more they stay the same.


NO
that aint it.


You
can fool the people some of the time and fool the rest of them any of
the time but you can’t fool none of them people all the time.
Wait


You
must be thinking of the country version.











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