I come from the green winters,
the beady drops of sweat
running like lawnmowers
down the side of a face.

The bugs, bugs, bugs
and freakish hailstorms
of the way-down-south.

I come from the trash-can lid
that I made a sled and took flight on
soaring over the inch-thick ice.

I am from howdy-land and yeehaw-city,
but the thing is,
they really weren't.

I come from a fascination with rocks,
the round ones with the white stripes
and the white ones with the round stripes.

I am from bee-stings and wasp-nests,
and the kind ointments that were
whispered into my battle wounds.

Down the side of a cliff,
running like lawmowers,
the beady drops of sweat
come from green winters.

Yeehaw! That's right. I'm gonna be a cowgirl tonight. Put on my ****-kickers, tight *** jeans. Yeah baby, my *** will fill them nicely. Throw on my pearl snap shirt. The one that's a little too tight up top, but that doesn't hurt. Brush this burnett hair till it's silk. Last but not least, my straw hat to finish the look.
I'm a cowgirl tonight. Yeah, that's me. Looking for my longer than 8 second ride. Hey muse, think you can hold onto me? Cause I'm a cowgirl. I like to buck it around. Get ***** in the ring. Come out in victory. And cowboy, you'll never tire of me. I'm the un-ridable bull. Let's see if you can't tame me. You've said once you like to cowboy up. We'll ***, let's see if you can hold on....

cowboys without
mustaches are just dusty
illiterates. yeehaw!

I've never been one
To be caught off guard
But I've got to say
This's one helluva start

I was raised in the suburbs
Felt at home in big towns
Haven't met many cowboys
Well, up until now

I watched you Hog Tie a runaway
And cling to that bull
You've got courage to spare
And your life sure seems full

Your hands are all roughed
Caloused from years of hard work
But your heart remains soft
Despite how you may look

Perhaps it's a phase
Some fickle teen dream
But I'm willing to bet
That it's more than it seems

So let us get comfortable
Under wide, free, west sky
Teach me to know horses
And I'll teach you to cry

One day, when we're ready,
When I can ride like the wind
You'll love me as much
As I did to begin

And after you've taught me
Everything that you know,
I'll teach you, in bed
The City Girl Rodeo ;)

Yeehaw!!

Restriction of the Bay's yeehaw,
Politely in the inner steel,
Cold bars to the planet Mars,
Dealers are encased as they want a deal!!!!

Currency friendly banker's bank upon thy smallest of wages,
Where buttered blades slice through T. C control!!!

Quadruplets of chain-gang walk in's all talking is sprayed like Russian magazines,
Some grown to addiction,
Dreamer's stay phene!!!!

Profane novelists attend the wickered chairs,
Wherein only ones a pair in solitaried room,
Twenty months to thou makes a year,
While a year settles for two....

Draft windows,
Plasticated pillows are showcases for what's to come!!!
Sit down,
Thou fool in blue the shows here, or the show has just begun!!!!!

Bribery is doubled,
A hand here at this polo lagoon!
Wherein monsoon's turn to drop outs,
Where knockout's are proprietary  locked into place wittled  with screws!!!!

Strenuous pulsation's beat to the enflamed core,
Pose thyself,
Thy critic of nature and god, you've settled your betted scores!!!!!

Narcotic,
I see you promising greater hopes with pre-maturities scope,
I've missed the hanging strike!!!