Rut
Rut
High and lifted up ain’t no place for this ole buck.
He’s coming down gonna hit the ground He’s about to get in rut.
She was a queen that needed love but that buck thought he was way above
But She waited there with that long blonde hair, finally gonna get around to getting down and reclaim that long lost f*ck.
High and lifted up ain’t no place for this ole buck.
He’s coming down gonna hit the ground He’s about to get in rut
Took a ride on a fast machine, felt just like Steve McQueen but when the hair came down it crumbled all around, she waited 17 she’s now my Texas queen in that 4 wheel drive sittin nice and high she done claimed him back she’s stacked and packed.
Claimed back her man shits gonna hit the fan but she really don’t give a f*ck.
High and lifted up ain’t no place for this ole buck.
He’s coming down gonna hit the ground He’s about to get in rut
she waited 17 she’s now my Texas queen in that 4 wheel drive sittin nice and high she done claimed him back she’s stacked and packed Claimed back her man shits gonna hit the fan, she don’t give a damn, and she really don’t give a f*ck.
High and lifted up ain’t no place for this ole buck.
He’s coming down gonna hit the ground He’s about to get in rut
Did 17 without my true queen
Gonna hit the ground stop messin round time for her to be lifted up.
High and lifted up ain’t no place for this ole buck.
He’s coming down gonna hit the ground He’s about to get in rut!!!
About this poem
This poem is about a relationship between a man an woman. A relationship that went off the rails 17 years ago. The relationship has been restored.
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Submitted by Gary.l.vick on June 12, 2021
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Scheme | AB xa AB xa AB a AB xx AB |
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Characters | 1,481 |
Words | 289 |
Stanzas | 9 |
Stanza Lengths | 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 1, 2, 2, 2 |
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