Sunday, December 9, 2012

Bull Dust Comments

Rating: 4.0

He sat in mist of the smoke laden bar,
Well away from where the barmaid keeps swear jar.
His battered hat sweat stained and torn,
Some say he'd had it since born.
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R. K. Hart
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R. K. Hart

R. K. Hart

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