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Sunnyland Slim

Poetry By: LyraHydraComa
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Sunnyland Slim

Sunshine or Sun Hidin'
a Train station is as Still
is to Bourbon: Sure and On time
if you have the Fare.
Metal tracks Flow like Hills yet to Harvest
Acres upon acres laying and made for Movement.
Burlington Northern San Fransico
Investing in My Blue Heaven,
In Tune with a Johnson Machine Gun
and as sure as a Door Stop
a Courting in a Courtyard
with flowers in Hand.
Mr. Luandrew
says Sarah aint Old enough for dating
yet
although she'll wait and Bet
for wages to save for the day when
fish in the Missisppi swim Freely!


Submitted:Apr 23, 2013    Reads: 8    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


Sunnyland Slim

Sunshine or Sun Hidin'

a Train station is as Still

is to Bourbon: Sure and On time

if you have the Fare.

Metal tracks Flow like Hills yet to Harvest

Acres upon acres laying and made for Movement.

Burlington Northern San Fransico

Investing in My Blue Heaven,

In Tune with a Johnson Machine Gun

and as sure as a Door Stop

a Courting in a Courtyard

with flowers in Hand.

Mr. Luandrew

says Sarah aint Old enough for dating

yet

although she'll wait and save

wages ;and pray for the day when

Sunnyland beckons the Treck back to Mississippi.





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