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“Drive by Truckers”

Drive By Truckers. Stage side insight, I write. Rosemary in charge She rules the road… Toads fall from the sky. Mine-eyes never cry, My soul aches, Crosses roads, And purple scarves flowing in the wind. Too fast to look, Took … Continue reading

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“Highway Sixty-four”

HWY 64 took my time, Took my body, Took another man’s life. I rode down in a flat bed. Flat lined in a bed was he.

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“Long Days”

Our days seem longer than the last from before. Now they seem so long, making the most of our days. I have so few left, Smelt of roses past, Passed other aromas as well, And looked back memories I see. … Continue reading

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“Sweet Morning Georgia Dew”

The sweet morning Georgia dew The A.M. perfectly crisp air. Clean. Temperature thirty-six degrees. Shadows and sun scenery. Good morning. So we eat, Sausage and grits, Gravy and biscuits. OJ and coffee we drink, Hang on fuel and laxative.  

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“Wetland Motorcycling”

Up from the wetlands the trio flows. The glades, not so everlasting. Three BMW’s what would you do? Dominate the world or B.E.Z. We ride free. Drive by truckers do and see, Signs read.

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