Confederate Fire Lady Godiva
by Southern Justice
Thursday, February 07, 2008
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I ride these Empty Streets, On This Boulevard of Broken Dreams, COventyr's Asleep, And Im the only one. I ride alove (Green Day, Paraphrased)
The Pegasus be her winged Stallion Through the Air of the Conferacy She glides
A Rose in Bloom on a late March and Early April Ride
A Casual Evening Stroll as wars growth is all around
she is at peace, and hears not one sound.
Her outlook ever forward, and ever truly graceful.
Her Promise is to none but God, Forgive former ways wasteful.
And sweet release does come as she soars through the skies
And she beholds the morning sun, and tears come to her eyes
and it does touch with dawns sweet warmth her beautiful English Face
Notorious REbel Rider, O Gods Amazing Grace.