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Oh and it was a rip roarin good time
We got real crazy in those days
Warming up on 80 proof
Until somebody came with the moonshine

Oh that moonshine
During those long summer nights
We did the craziest things you could imagine
Like them witch girls in Salem
Cavortin with the Devil

Oh and it was quite a trip
When someone fell down
And some how we had to make it
All the way back to where we came from

Tails tucked between our legs
And mama would patch us up-
And send us out and on our way again
Even knowin it would be the same thing tomorrow night
It gave her something to laugh about in any case

After a while-we realized that we couldn't be getting so wild anymore
When the aches and creaks got us in the morning
And we even started to settle down to 40 proof
A thing unheard of in the past years

And when they didn't brew the moonshine any more
--Not the way they used to in any case
We decided it might be time to let mama have some sleep
She didn't take so kindly to bein woke up at three o clock anymore,
Day or night, it didn't matter, her bones needed a rest

And way too soon our children were waking us up
Some how they had lost their clothes
And we're hollering and whinin about it
Well let me tell ya back in my day
We had ourselves a rip roarin good time
And didn't come a hollerin to no one

(Mama would have said thats a lie)

Does the wadded up paper ball or the bowling ball fall faster?

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The following comments are for "Rip Roarin Good Time"
by thesadpoet

I love the back woods feel of this: "We couldn't be getting so wild anymore", "so kind to bein". Not a style I would ever use but in this piece, you take us to reminisce 'those days', to feel youth biting once again. Thanks for sharing.


( Posted by: pablowilliams [Member] On: September 5, 2009 )

Old timey fun
Did you live in the ural south when you were a kid?

( Posted by: jonpenny [Member] On: September 7, 2009 )

rural south
actually the backwoods of southwestern ohio. i love to write in this tone of voice even if it isn't educated or poslished niether are the backwoods

( Posted by: thesadpoet [Member] On: September 7, 2009 )

Rippin and Roarin
As someone who is actually from the backwoods, (I was raised on a cattle farm in a town in Arkansas you wouldn't recognize if I told you) I found this delightful. It reminds me of biscuts and gravy!!


( Posted by: HeRoCoMpLeX [Member] On: September 8, 2009 )

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