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 dyljos
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  Posted 14/05/2007 07:31:00 PM
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.. something beginning with 'P'!

(whoever gets it right, chooses the next letter)

 PennyR
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  Posted 14/05/2007 10:05:12 PM
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 dyljos
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  Posted 14/05/2007 10:37:43 PM
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nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnope!

 PennyR
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  Posted 16/05/2007 08:13:27 PM
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 dyljos
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  Posted 17/05/2007 00:37:50 AM
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NNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOpe!  Okay I give up, it was 'poems'... we have a new poem section ... you now !

 AzarDLR
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  Posted 17/05/2007 01:09:46 AM
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it was poems but i'm still guessing, poncho!

poncho is way better anyways.

know any good poems about poncho's?

hmmmmmmmmm

poncho

 Robert
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  Posted 17/05/2007 04:23:11 PM
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:Willie Nelson and Merle Haggard - Poncho and Lefty :

Livin' on the road my friend, is gonna keep you free and clean
And now you wear your skin like iron, and your breath is hard as kerosene
Weren't you mamma's only boy-oy, her favourite one it seems
She began to cry when you said, good-bye, sank to your dream

Poncho was a bandit boy, his horse was fast as polished steel
He wore his gun outside his pants, for all the honest world to feel
Poncho met his match, you know, on the deserts down in Mexico
Nobody heard his dyin' word, but that's the way it goes

All the Federales, they say
They could have had him any day
They only let him slip a-away
Out of kindness I suppose

Lefty he can't sing the blues, all night long like he used to
The dust that Poncho bit down south, ended up in Lefty's mouth
The day they lay poor Poncho low, Lefty split for Ohio
Where he got the bread to go, there ain't nobody knows

All the Federales they say-ay
We could have had him any day
We only let him slip a-away
Out of kindness I suppose

The poets tell how Poncho fe-ell, and Lefty's livin' in cheap hote-els
The desert's quiet, Cleveland's cold, and so the story ends we're told
Poncho needs your prayers, it's true, save a few for Lefty too
He only did what he had to do, and now he's growin' old

All the Federales, they say
We could have had him any day
They only let him go so-o long
Out of kindness I suppose

A few grey Federales, they say-ay-ay
We could have had him any day
We only let him go so-o long
Out of kindness I suppose

Robert

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