You stood
before you kneeled
lead rope in your hand
grain bucket in its youth
the chore you swore cinched the corset
you wore why on earth you set foot on this land
you had a penchant for it long before supply and demand
sinatra sang embraceable you
you the girl most likely to turn to the sweet molasses
like the red roan when the hunger reaches thigh high like
now when all formalities and maladies remove the rose-colored glasses
the black snake in your hand can do some real collateral damage now on
my backside of fifty
whiskey-soaked pumpernickel tequila-wetted rye
do you thirst for that intoxication
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.
During the 1960's a young soldier struggles with basic training, a bully sergeant and his own inner demons. A tale of struggle, redemption and survival.
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