They stood before the cases of pliosaur bones -
They smiled their Appalachian smiles -
We heard their music in the room with the driftwood chair -
The singer tipped back her Stetson -
The bow slid crazily over her fiddle's strings -
Cowboy boots beat out the measure -
We put down our glasses of dangerous cider -
We danced like hillbillies in a forsaken town -
22.00
Saturday 22 September 2018
Square and Compass
Worth Matravers
Dorset
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