rhymes with noose

mess with those country boys
& you’ll understand a whole genre
of breakup songs
my man done stole my heart
& my money
& drank both of em away
we ain’t right for nothin
but yodelayeehoo
shore is easy to fall
in some kinda love
in a golden sunset
in a pine grove
in those eyes

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Hi. I'm a poet. I was a playwright/producer before the pandemic. If you're wealthy and want to be a modern Medici, drop me a buck or two: paypal.me/ksnapreads

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