Unlettered Men Poem by Richard Jarboe
Unlettered Men
We are unlettered men of desperate character,
Mountains away from the ordinary line,
In moon lit company we distill together,
Where there ain't no taxes and there ain't no fine.
Guns in hands, we drive the officers out,
Demands mean nothing to what we're about,
Whiskey is how we pay our bills,
And there ain't no lawman taking our stills.
Thursday, November 30, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: drink
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10/15/2024 7:51:44 AM # 1.0.0
yikes! i think i'll be avoiding THOSE mountains and desperate men! ! ! nice one. to MyPoemList. bri ;)