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I was hauling rodeo barrels to the Arena Rosita, my bitterness was driven, dust was a tired pony, lust drove me rawhide covered atlas whiskey punch drunk through the pine-peeled log gateway, my eyes bloodshot, my wounded heart scarred with rusted barb,
smelled it in the air, can't fool me, there was a woman here who spread the mayonnaise to the very edge of the bread, stopped the truck, wrote out the press release, "She's got pussy covered"...
dark palomino nipples, anointed from vigorous mint growing in her garden, and I kept pace, sucked confirmation she was untamable, I was fire, the art of the lesbian western f***, we call it ro day o in a bedroll under the stars,
found the dream under a pile of straw, coyote curled up her tail in the back of a hole, I was sleeping it off, the whiskey, temptation branding my thighs, my truck blew the engine two hours away from the Arena Rosita...
smelled it in the air, can't fool me, there was a woman here who spread the mayonnaise to the very edge of the bread, stopped the truck, wrote out the press release, "She's got pussy covered"...
at the turn of the century, fire consumed a barn... in the early 1900s, she installed a device that released the horses, and barred their retreat into the burning barn...
pussy fire broke out, links fused, doors opened, prompting several things to happen; gate dropped, out door opened, manger collapsed, releasing ropes that tied...do you think I don't roll the pelt skin-side in to prevent drying, storing the Dream in a burlap sack,
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Just a simple gathering of the Gay & Lesbian Activist Association of New Birch and Sipsboror (GLAABS) and we plunge down a hilarious ride to perdition.
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Eileen
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D