The Last Person to post wins XVIII

He was running through the pole beans through the fruits and vegetables naked as a jay bird, I said Don't look Ethel, but it was too late.
 
I ride my bike, I roller skate, don't drive no car
Don't go too fast, but I go pretty far
For somebody who don't drive I been all round the world
Some people think I done all right for a girl
Get your on damn song.


Lulz.
 
That hot ole summer sun
make you beg for your next breath
So you bes be on a creek bank
Laid in the shade
Chewing on a hickory twig
Pass that bottle I'll have me a swig
I ain't got a lot but I think I got it made
In the shade
 
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