I wrote this a while ago, and the ending is broken, but i can't fix it T.T

May 25, 2006 01:34

She had a growl like an angry redneck woman
like a monster truck spinning its tires in gravel
she moaned and sighed like a herd of cats
being hounded by 50 riled junkyard dogs

She'd hit strays on her way home
her country home her family had worked so hard
to put together through education, to pull up
their roots in the trailer park and repot
in sterile white bread america

But Damn, that daughter can curse like a sailor
She can fart louder than any rusty unmuffled Ford
She drinks more than your alcohol than your car takes gas
She's still got it in her, we can feel it and see it
In the cigarette stains and pop song addictions

And there she goes, off to College,
Doing better than any had dreamed,
pushing herself in to tight schedules
and even tighter pants with no room to breathe
But Dear God, when her throat rumbles!
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