Smokin Vittles
Even tho I`m not looking
there shore ain`t no mistookin
sittin on front stoop I`m a picture bookin
while me honeys in da kitchen cookin
when da pots an pans are bangin
on the porch da dinner bell is silently hangin
she dont need ta holler an yell
cause I kin always tell
da chickens go runnin an squawkin... no jokin
da dinner bell dont need no pokin
cause da vittles starts ta smokin
and fer air... me lungs is chokin
as me eyes begin ta tear and swell
I kno`s its time ta sit and chaw a spell
in dat kitchen born`d in hell
on dem vittles done far to well
© ~Dusty~Ole~Jim
09~20~08
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