Arrias and his Muse: Country Lane
Cruising in an Auburn roadster,
Sliding down a twisting country lane,
Speckled sunlight through the elms,
In the distance lumbers a huge coal train.
With a sultry blonde by my side,
We drive beside a lazy river,
A stand of towering cottonwoods,
In the breeze their leaves gently shiver.
She’s wears a broad straw hat
With a wide pink bow,
A million dollar smile –
I shift down real slow…
Slide around the corner, step on the gas,
Down the road we roar,
Across a field runs a shiny black foal,
Above, a red-tailed hawk soars…
Stop for picnic with my Muse,
Shoes off, the river cools our feet,
In the shade of a stand of pine
We escape late summer heat.
Then back in the coupe and of we go,
Down another quiet country lane,
Cruising with a ravishing blonde,
No need to explain…
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