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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365833" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Rednecks</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was down in Jackson County<br>Back in 1959, <br>I was sitting in a parking lot<br>And necking Peggy Jean, <br>We'd been breathing hot and heavy, <br>'Til we misted up the windshield, <br>Then footsteps started walking round<br>My Daddy's Oldsmobile.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Peggy buttoned up her top, while I<br>Sat bolt upright, and listened, <br>Then the door, it sprang wide open<br>And a hand came reaching in, <br>Then it grabbed me by the collar, <br>Dragged me out, although I hollered, <br>And this guy began to kick me<br>Like he wants to do me in! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was dark, but there was moonlight, and<br>I saw he wore a jersey with<br>Those hoops of red and white just like<br>The college football team, <br>He was big and mean and dopey, <br>And he tried to grab and choke me<br>Then he hit me and he bit me, said: <br>'You like my Peggy Jean? '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She screamed and ran right over<br>Slapped his face, and yelled: 'You Doofer! <br>I ain't never been your gal and you<br>Ain't never been my man! '<br>So he stopped and stared right at her<br>Looking mad, like some Mad Hatter, <br>Then he mumbled that his Peggy Jean: <br>'She must have cut and ran! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I took my wounded shoulder to the<br>Hospital in Boulder, where<br>They cleaned it, disinfected it, <br>Then sent me straight back home.<br>But my head was fairly spinnin'<br>And my Peggy Jean was grinnin'<br>'Cos she thought it cute I'd fight for her -<br>I drove back home alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My shoulder wouldn't fix, it<br>Wept and burned, I scratched, it itched, <br>And for some days my joints were stiff<br>As if he'd given me some spore, <br>But my eyes were twice as bright, I saw<br>Right through the dark at night, <br>And I could run, right out of sight<br>Like I could never run before! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A month went slowly by, as I<br>Thought up some alibi for why<br>I hadn't seen my Peggy Jean, <br>Or phoned and left a note.<br>But I didn't want to see her, so<br>She joined the Cheerleaders, then<br>Went necking with this football guy<br>To try and get my goat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But then one day I saw her, in a <br>Dress, right off the shoulder<br>And she had a big red love bite<br>On her neck - No argument! <br>So I said: 'Them dang mosquito's<br>Getting big as hot Darito's, <br>Why, I guess you're now a Redneck, '<br>And she knew just what I meant.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I lay low about a month, just<br>Messed around and played a hunch, <br>Got my Jerry Lee collection up<br>And Buddy Holly too, <br>Then I went off to the Prom to see<br>Just what was going on; <br>There were rednecks all around me<br>Like some great big Redneck zoo! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They were multiplying - Heck! <br>Great big bites on every neck, <br>And their eyes had gone all yeller<br>And their teeth were getting long, <br>And so over grits and chitlins<br>I asked Grandpaw, who was whittling, <br>'Have you ever made a silver bullet, Gramps? '<br>He said: 'You're wrong! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(I had thought: 'He's getting old, <br>But he really should be told...') <br>But he didn't need no telling of<br>The Rednecks in the town, <br>He had seen it all before, <br>Long before the Second War, <br>And he looked at me, and says: <br>'Those pesky Vamps are going down! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'What you need are wooden stakes, <br>Ash or aspen's what it takes, <br>Though I thought we'd killed 'em all in<br>Jackson County's last big wake, <br>When your father was a lad, <br>They were here, and things were bad, <br>But we staked them 'til they filled<br>The cemetery by the lake</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So I told him what I'd seen, <br>All the Rednecks, where I'd been, <br>And we took to walking through the woods <br>To spy on where they're at, <br>But the moon above was bright, <br>In its beam I caught a sight<br>Of my Gramps, as he turned hairy <br>Right there, underneath his hat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He dropped down on all his fours<br>While I felt my face and jaws, <br>And I suddenly had paws, <br>Right beneath the haloed moon, <br>I was soon, to my surprise<br>Just a wolf, in some disguise, <br>So we loped downtown together, <br>Started howlin' out of tune.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I knew when you were bit <br>This would be the way of it, <br>I knew you'd end up one thing or<br>Another, so it's cool! <br>But these vampires, they need culling<br>Cause they're always multiplying, and they<br>Never learn - <br>In Jackson County... <br>Werewolves Rule! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">17 September 2008</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Lewis+Paget">David Lewis Paget</a><div class=q>
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Back in 1959, 
I was sitting in a parking lot
And necking Peggy Jean, 
We'd been breathing hot and heavy, 
'Til we misted up the windshield, 
Then footsteps started walking round
My Daddy's Oldsmobile.

Peggy buttoned..."></div>
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