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Southern Mississippii Standstill (Other) by wilco

Arms draped like willows, Althea caught the sunbeams laughing at the tide. She chased them across wide fields of ecru grasses until the stars grew. When they turned their shine away from her smiling face, fireflies were left. Eyes closed like cave-ins, Althea caught the sunbeams falling across dreams.

?-Dave_Mysterious-? 16-Jul-04/5:00 PM
When I think of southern USA, I imagine swamps and those boats that look a bit like hovercrafts, and men with dungarees and pitchforks and pigs under their arms. And also of Lynyrd Skynyrd. Maybe you should work these things into your poem.




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