Thursday, November 22, 2007

Country Bumpkins


I live where it is pretty
It’s far from a big city

No fancy shops are here
But one place does sell beer

I’ve not been on a plane
Nor ridden in a train

We have no traffic jams
Our pigs will soon be hams

You won’t see foreign cars
Or any movie stars

I’m just a country gal
No country boy’s my pal

And hopefully one day
I’ll walk along Broadway


My home’s the family farm
No need for an alarm

We don’t see movie stars
At night we look for Mars

No fancy stores to shop
We pray for a good crop

No need for a Corvette
A tractor’s what you get

The country gal I date
Will soon become my mate

I’ll stay here till I die
Come visit, you’ll know why

By, Randee Saber 9/10/07