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FAIR IN THE MIDDLING
 

 
Down south we have a
Southern drawl. When
we meet someone we
say howdy Maam how
are yawl.

I'm proud to be a
southern lass I think we
have a special class. My
Ma and Pa used to say.

When someone ask how
is your day? Fair in the
middling, and you Maam
What brings you to town?

Just came to buy some
grub and look around to
see what's up, people
here are always friendly,
and friends we have a
plenty.

Iím afraid that I canít say
That for some people
Beyond the horizon
They think us southern
Folks are really mindless.

Just for the love of it
July 20 2019

Author Clara Case ( Deen )
December 14, 2018

By deeny107
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By deeny107

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