Riding Poetry (Okie) Poem by Pleasant Dabbs
Riding Poetry (Okie)
Sum halve a hard thyme riding poetry
Eye don't fill data weigh at awl...daunt ewe agree?
Poetry four mi is an udder weigh of express shun
Eat bra dens duh speck drum of thee image inn nation
And awl sew in spires us two ewes hour gnaw ledge
Two inn vent knew words like day teach inn call edge
This pome mite naught when a pries
If nut tin hells eat wheel oh pen yore highs
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