Wickline Poetry

Life is strange,  because it hands you ups and downs,  Life is strange,  because you go round and round,  Life is strange,  because you dont even have an idea, Life is strange, because you dont even feel real.

You start out being this sweet little child,  then you are the troubled teen,  Before You get to know it,  you are married with kids,  Then it time for all the ackes and pains to begin.

We all have only one life How it goes is your choice,  We make our decitions based on what we know.  We are tought when we are young, how to do the write and wrong. Then its up to us, to do the write and not do the wrong.

Life teaches you about God,  Life teaches you about Country,  Life teaches you about Family,  Life teaches you about your self.

So live your life,  happy and free,  From all sin and misery,  Take each day,  one at a time.  Before you know it, you are at the end of your line.

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It's your life,  make your choice,  how your going to live,  will you make the write choice and do the write thing,  or will you make a wrong choice and do all that is wrong.  It's your life,  make your choice,  how your going to live.

You are free,  white and 21.  Use your head and follow your heart,  the choice you make, will take you down a road that has a fork,  its up to you which way you go.

The write is going toward the good,  and the left is following t he bad,  Its up to  you which way you go.

God or the devil,  Heaven or hell,  which way will you go

High on life,  or high on dope,  which way will you go

Water of life,  ice and vodka, which way will you go

You have only one life,  which way will you go,  which way will you go.

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I seen the big nashville star

she was blonde and beautiful

her style was young and wild

and her smile was bright and wide.

What do we know about this little girl

Does she know life and how young she really is

Will she survive with all of her fame

Make her fortune,  not using her brain.

Her singing will bring her love

Her singing will bring her money

Her singing will bring her admiration

Her singing will bring her sorrow and happiness.

She is young and she is strong

She is willing to please the fans

She will hug you,  just to please you

She will smile a yard wide.

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I was born, to live, in America.

I was born, to see, bright lights

I was born, to touch, the glare

I was born, to fee, free air.

I went abroad,  seen,  all they had

I seen wars and destuction,

I went home, feeling sad

I was finally, greatful, for what I had

I love America, all that she has

Her wings of Fredom,  make me so glad

Power and Knowledge for every side

Gives us the Strenth,  as we stand side by side

I am proud to be, and American,

Red White and Blue,  the color we do fly

I stand tall on my knees,

As I pray for all.

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