Playin In The Mud Poem by Mark Briggs

It dont matter if its in a field or in the woods, my foot's to the floor goin fast as I could. It can be on a fourwheeler or tractor or in a truck, ain't nothin like playin in that slimy sticky wet muck. Big tires, little tires i dont really care, either by myself or lots of people to stare. Hit the gas and it starts slingin, the motor so loud my ears are ringin. Slippin and slide'n all over the place, sure puts a big ole smile on my face. People are always sayin ' its in his blood', my favorite place to play is in the mud!