The Peach



The Peach

They say she is a Georgia Peach

All sass, and confidence exuding

Men stare at her on the beach

Their gazes oft intruding


She is a belle, and proud of that

All blonde, long legs, and more

A flirtful tilt of her broad brimmed hat

Has won her admirers by the score


She is a Georgia Peach for sure

But she is no tramp or loose

Her faith and self-respect endure

For one only – could e’r her seduce


She is a Southern girl and Christian too

To her husband – more valuable than ruby

And to her darling little girl

She is just  – “My mommy.”



Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie

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