She'll clapped her hands
and stomp her feet of the
rhythm, she got the melody
going and going so
beautifully and wise, a
cowgirl who had a voice of
tasteful country vibe, she
took her microphone, she
sing it loudly and clear,
she used her harmony in
soul and soulful of love,
when she stand on shiniest
stage of her dreams
forever, she can taste it, she
carried her heart out of
her chest or just, her American
smiles were uplifting in
spirit, she belt it proudly and
strong out there, she was
wearing her famous country
sunflower dress of the
world, with her cowgirl hat
too, she carried her
guitar, she played it so smooth and
delight, she sing it for
love passion beauty, her eyes
were wide open with a warm
little crocodile tears came
down so sudden in her
classy cheek bones, she love to
write many songs on piece
of world class paper, she
got the groove and style
in her, when she sing it on her
spotlight stage, she uses
her hand juster out stunningly
and electrified, a
cowgirl, she dream something big and
bright, it is wonderful
thing or to
Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-31-15
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