Slava OlchevskiPoems

No. 0199 · Fenniada ·

Texan redneck’s story

I cut like a knifethrough hints and cluesI'm bringing my wifeshe is my muse

with my 12 kidsall kidding asidethe wagon creansand skids to the side

switchbacks and turnsits pedal to the metalthe rubber burnswe proved our mettle

like a wind's gustwe came from behindy'all eat my dusttreasure chest will be mine.