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She's a pure Southern girl
Fried deep in hospitality
Beautiful as a magnolia bloom
Standing tall in majesty

Talks with a sweet syrupy drawl
As cane sugar seeps from her pores
Cute as a button and that is not all
Picture perfect as the girl next door

Honeysuckle ripe on the vine
More than enough sweet to fill your needs
Chasing fireflies in the middle of flight
Giving off just enough light to keep you intrigued

She's a pure Southern girl
Stands out in a crowd
Laughs out loud so easily
She'll give you the time and make you her world

She loves passing the time
On a green mountainside or a tan sunny beach
Any place in life suits her just fine
As long as it's down South within her Southern charms reach

With a flip of the coin, she gives you a choice
And she'll be the one you choose
A pure Southern girl is all that she is
And all that she'll ever do
Her
master
was
humbled
Like a bird
of
paradise
She
opened up her wings
Her
angelic voice
chanting
A
mantra
of
peace
was
observed
May peace reside in all your
Hearts
Over this festive season
If only you were my only hope
My only hope if you were mine
You would be running miles through my mind
Saving my life without wasting time
Crazy is real
Alive and kicking
Hidden in minds
Beyond recognition
So heed my warning
Before it stays
Deal with those issues
Don't stuff them away
Or crazy may last
To the end of our days!
Traveler Tim
Tis season be jolly
Deck halls with bells of Holly
Jingle bell rock around Christmas​ tree
With me
All night long
While frosty snowman appears
With his garment of clothes
The life of
the courageous is
definitely not death
but to survive
by any means
necessary and live.
Cowardice is definitely
not an absence
of courage,
it means you
survived today for
another time.
It means safety.
It means you
have won just
for the moment.
What is the
point of dying
when you can
save yourselves.
Even the best
General in an
army loses a battle
and strategize
for another day.
Cowardice means
inner strength to
bear humiliation,
but is it
not much better
than to die.
Let me tell
you now in truth,
there is no
honor in death.
Only thing that
gets you honor
is to stay alive.
To survive is
more honorable.
It means you
took in the pain,
endured the humiliation,
it makes you
even more disciplined.
You are counted
among the titans
that survived to
tell the story.
History will not
be written or
complete without you,
you can never
be forgotten as
an eye witness.
You are not
a coward but
the brave.
Your scar tells
a story of
your bravery.
That wound means
you survived.
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