Yeah, yeah I say, let's celebrate today
Anyhoo, Boo, it's time to say it's Wednesday
It's Wednesday and it's hump day for you Boo
Straight out rap? No, it will be spoken word for you
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Riding motorcycle is not here yet
The weather will have to change a bit, I bet
I ride never making a wake
I wonder if hubby is awake
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Beyond the walls of motorbikes, life is defined
I think of love when I'm in a Range state of mind
My state of mind goes to the hubby, he is a Ranger
Not someone full of danger, a Ranger, not a stranger
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In a Ranger state of mind.
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What more could you ask for? But to go on the big ride
You complain about the rain and the wind
I gotta love it though - you still speak for the glide
It isn't the same as the snow and the wind, who sinned
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Smooth, soft, tasty, like a book
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a crook
Can't take the wind, can't ride in the brook
I woulda tried to ride I guess I got the outlook
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I'm rappin' to the berries, riding to the quarries
And I'm gonna stop and eat your strawberries
Never mind the look
I wrote the book
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This Ranger stood there from across the room
And that is all it took, I knew he was my groom
You have to be born here they said to his wife
It doesn't matter if you lived her all of your life
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Yea, yaz, in a Range state of mind
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When I was young, my hubby had a hook
I was picked up without no overlook
I never expected to see that look
Ain't a soul alive that could take my hubby's cook
About the Creator
Denise E Lindquist
I am married with 7 children, 28 grands, and 13 great-grandchildren. I am a culture consultant part-time. I write A Poem a Day in February for 8 years now. I wrote 4 - 50,000 word stories in NaNoWriMo. I write on Vocal/Medium daily.



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