Sunday, March 15, 2026

Words From The Attic... Poor Man's Girl... The Best







Quick and cute.
We all deserve to find
our own wild love!



Poor Man's Girl... The Best

My wild love
She ran to the river
She ran to the river
Undressed herself
My wild loves' lookin' hot and pretty
She fills my soul
You can have your wealth

Have you ever seen a woman like this
Soft to the touch
She never can miss

With the moonlight high
And my babe right here
The wine starts a flowin'
Say goodbye to fear


Poor Man's Girl... The Best



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