POLITICAL FARCE|VERSE|The Ballad of Bubba Buckley

Folks, put on your Hillbilly hats and read the below in your best southern drawls! I was mindin’ ma own beeswax, toilin’ on the grange,potterin’ in my chicken coops, Tendin’ to ma mange;Got it off sweet Misty Dawn, the old ass at the farm,She’s in Donkey Heaven now and left me with the charm.I’d haveContinue reading “POLITICAL FARCE|VERSE|The Ballad of Bubba Buckley”