country girl
born with my heart on my sleeve the spirit of the wolf was a reprieve a country girl that doesn't mind getting hurt nails dirty even though the world will never make my heart be gritty. rather make love in the back of a pickup truck under the stars then in the bed in a house or even in cars. a wild Spirit at hand a little hard to manage at times because she can be as rough as one of the guys can't even drink and play them cards better than either one of them winners. always carrying a knife and a gun at the waste of my belt so if you're not to too scared of this country girl jumping my truck and let's see what's cooking at the house the Anna Sunbelt. written by Rhonda Kendrick
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