The Hillbilly

Posted: April 12, 2013 in Poetry
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The Hillbilly

A hillbilly met a new friend.

 Who lived near a stream at the bend.

His banjo he played.

His moonshine he made.

The music it never did end.

2013 Albert Moyer, Jr.

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