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Should we write a song, again?

Ms. HaikuMs. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,265
edited February 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
I don't know country, should we write country?

My new sparkling red truck
matches my fingernail polish




ok, what's next?
There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
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  • FinsburyParkCarrotsFinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    My Kung Fu chicken gives one cluck
    and there's the barn demolished
  • Ms. HaikuMs. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,265
    But that Kung Fu chicken's beak
    matches my nails
    the barn's withered panels
    of yellow failed
    to match my pastel printed curtains


    Again, I don't know country, and I hope I'm not offending anyone.
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • Being EnlightenedBeing Enlightened Posts: 5,746
    Weeeeellll, I was runnin' through the back woods
    with my bright orange huntin' gear,
    I gots me a big ole shotgun
    and a couple cases beer,
    well, I gots behind a few a them pops
    then went out a shootin' deer,
    holy smokes one let out a scream
    I's better bust my ass outta here!!!!

    :p

    Yeeehaaaaw!

    Jeez, I heard this horrid cheesy country song in my pal's car the other morning...it was something like "I'm A Redneck Girl"--Gawd, it was awful! She always punishes us with crap country music in her car. Now, if she'd just play some Dwight Yoakam, it'd be alright but she plays those artists (?) with songs about bustin' heads and America kickin' ass and redneck girls. *sigh* :D

    Sorry, I can't do no barn burnin', red truck drivin', country songs--every time I think of country, I think of beer drinkin' and huntin' and accidentally shootin' yer huntin' buddies after drinkin' too many beers and thinkin' they is deers. :p
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • Ms. HaikuMs. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,265
    Let's take it up a notch for the Hallmark Holidays!
    Beer, guns, barns, trucks, frosted red nail polish, whatever . . .

    The ultimate St. Valentine's Day country song. . .

    Is Valentine's Day celebrated outside the U.S.? Sorry to be ignorant, but I just don't know.

    I just bought my new red frosted boots at the local A&P


    ok, now something about beer, guns, barns etc. . .
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • Being EnlightenedBeing Enlightened Posts: 5,746
    Ms. Haiku wrote:
    I just bought my new red frosted boots at the local A&P

    They'd best make me run real quick, there's a warrant out on me
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • Ms. HaikuMs. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,265
    But what's that on my heels
    is that a lighthouse light?
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • Being EnlightenedBeing Enlightened Posts: 5,746
    wonder if it's keeper'll let me spend the night?
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • dunkmandunkman Posts: 19,646
    the thread says... "again?". Where's the first or whatever number attempt?

    if i remember it right, Finsy turned it into an Irish sea shanty or something :)
    oh scary... 40000 morbidly obese christians wearing fanny packs invading europe is probably the least scariest thing since I watched an edited version of The Care Bears movie in an extremely brightly lit cinema.
  • Ms. HaikuMs. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,265
    dunkman1974 wrote:
    the thread says... "again?". Where's the first or whatever number attempt?

    if i remember it right, Finsy turned it into an Irish sea shanty or something :)
    We've started two others, I think. Or rather two other threads of "Let's write a song" have been started. They just haven't been finished :D

    Go to, dunkman1974, go to! Let's see what country song is up your sleeve. Or rather, do you suggest another type of St. Valentine's Day song? Should we pretend we are troubadors singing vilanelles (is that right, Fins?)

    So far we have (subject to change at whim):


    I just bought my new red frosted boots at the local A&P
    They'd best make me run real quick, there's a warrant out on me
    But what's that on my heels - is that a lighthouse light?
    wonder if it's keeper'll let me spend the night?
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • Ms. HaikuMs. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,265
    Those seem to be fun and community oriented exercises, eh?
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • twin1twin1 Posts: 902
    ok...this is funny...I don't know anything about writing this kind of thing, however I know quite a few rednecks. My dog died, my wife left me, I just got fired, and someone is always hitting on someone elses' "old lady". That is what I think of and seems to be true pretty much in my experiences. I know a father and son that had a shoot out in their yard when they got in an argument. Odd stuff but true. Was apparently the "norm" of how they handle disputes. I actually went to an abandoned home that people just left with some readneck friends who do that kind of thing, to see if they can find any good "junk". I couldn't believe they actually did that stuff, but, they did. One trip of doing that was enough for me. They also use to find abandoned cars that barely ran and drove through the woods as fast as the car would go until it stopped working or they hit a tree. Than they would shoot it up with their guns. I have a ton of stories on the stuff they did. Most of the time I was in shock and shook my head and asked them why. They were kinda like, "why not". Good hearted people that would give you the shirt off their back but did some odd and crazy stuff sometimes just to entertain themselves...
    Our love must not be just words, but True Love, which shows itself in action,
    No one needs a smile more than someone who fails to give one,
    After you die...you know how to LIVE!
  • oldermanolderman Posts: 1,765
    Ms. Haiku wrote:
    I don't know country, should we write country?

    My new sparkling red truck
    matches my fingernail polish




    ok, what's next?

    there is no sparkle..

    it goes like this ..

    My faded red truck crunches the dusted gravel
    As my lady paints her finger tips,
    All the polish in the world won't cover
    The cracked and broken trail she has traveled
    as she slips...

    Into a dream like whisper,
    Her silence is her own
    Her silence she must own.

    :D
    Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
    As she slams the door in his drunken face
    And now he stands outside
    And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
    He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
    What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
    Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
    And his tears fall and burn the garden green
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