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Daily Driver
Crows dance expectantly on the wire.
It's gonna happen soon.
Big John's about to blow through.
As he does every night.
Full speed.
Burnin' up.
In the:
4 wheel
5 speed
crew cab
high octane
ninety nine
mother fuckin' truck
"Abandon hope all ye who cross here"
From babbling brook
to quiet meadow.
Big John goes by here on his way to work.
And he don't care
about your little possum family
or your little possum life
He's got to get to work
To clothe his darlin' wife.
It's gonna happen soon.
Big John's about to blow through.
As he does every night.
Full speed.
Burnin' up.
In the:
4 wheel
5 speed
crew cab
high octane
ninety nine
mother fuckin' truck
"Abandon hope all ye who cross here"
From babbling brook
to quiet meadow.
Big John goes by here on his way to work.
And he don't care
about your little possum family
or your little possum life
He's got to get to work
To clothe his darlin' wife.
Published 3rd Jul 2012
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Anonymous
5th Jul 2012 4:33pm
I like the hard~soft edge here binalith...Sounds like North Georgia!!!
Strider :)
Strider :)
5th Jul 2012 5:28pm
Anonymous
8th Aug 2012 9:52pm
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28th Feb 2013 5:21am
8th Mar 2014 5:09pm
I like the short-burst sentences. I admire your work.
Inclusion of the Dante line was a nice touch. :)
Inclusion of the Dante line was a nice touch. :)
