Aaron

Fortunes and fishermen drowning in helium. We should be priority but we’re numbered wings clipped put behind bars as if the sky has been ripped from our grasp and remains only a memory in the aviary. The word was boss, top dollar diving then hung on the cross the word was still boss. Along came…

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Coyotes and cats eyes

She’s sat whistling unusual? but good little red in the face with a blue coat and hood. The big fellow with a moustache cigarette ash on his lapel is whistling as well. A musical start to the day hits me right in the heart, this is the way that we rock. Monday a shock to…

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Steers

Did you ever want to ride on the range wear a tin star be a cowboy? no? strange I did. I wanted to rustle some beef take them across the Rio.. shoot it out with Lee Van Cleef. I wanted Rowdy Yates to wait for me wanted to drink sour mash rotgut in Tennessee, see…

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