Well, she's a good old girl. We've been some long, long miles together and thank the lord she never was the clinging kind.
But she's a good old girl. We've had some fine, big laughs together and I admired the way she almost read my mind.
Never talked no foolish talk. Had no ties and held no rules. Hell that good old girl and me, we ain't damn fools.
We never talked too much. We didn't hold to conversations. There's lots of things I could have told her I suppose. But what I would want to tell that good old girl... She knows.
Sheriff Ed Earl The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas
My car (Aly) turned over 200,000 miles this morning.Labels: cars, poetry
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1 Comments:
200,000... woah... I guess its your job in Northfield, eh?
My car just turned ten years old, and it barely has 50k miles on it.
All that biking and working from home ;-)
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Bex, at 7:32 AM
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