Land of love shacks
northerners kick so much ass
as sissies and bums bus south for winter
the hardy bunker down deeper and deeper
some see more snow as curse
others pray for the like in reverse
cold weather brethren salute
wind chilled pissing skin flutes
cords of freedom stacked high from spring storms
quiet healing reflection never bored
if 6 pm bedtime seems crazy
know many work overtime making babies
true sign of manmade global warming
sweat stains on sheets from boning moaning
note to corporate commies corrupting state capitals
won't be long now til secession is palpable.
Day Gun
