Something to make things better...
a girl's gotta laugh
Johnny Depp, Willy Nelson, and Me
All these years I've been a nice lady
Smoked a little weed
But never did nothin' shady
There's a song about bein 64
The Beatles all sang it
So there's got to be more
Shall I go out and find me a looker
Nah, I can't do that
They all got hookers
There is this feller that gives me pep
He is quite handsome
Known as Johnny Depp
He's a bit younger-- a little 'n 10
But whose countin
When you're in the decade I'm in
Cowboys are a ideal kind
Those hats pushed back
Weathered boots 'n lookin fine
Now if I could find me a combination
Of a blended man
Bred of a Cherokee nation
He'd have that look that'd be just right
I might give it a go
And take a ride all night
I'd jump that mustang 'n go wild
We'd gallop bareback
Runnin til I'm sated and mild
And in the mornin he'd take a look
I'd cover my head
With the my War and Peace book
Well that's a fantasy that had an ending
Now come to bed, Willy
Let's stop all this pretending.
Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2016-09-27 at 07:31
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