Southern Hospitality
Ya’ll come on down, jus listen ta me
Jus set y’er self down, 'n make this y’er home
A southern place, 'n hospitality
A land full of love, 'n a place made for thee
Jus settle on down, no reason to roam
With a parasol and a perty hair comb
Ya’ll come on down, jus listen ta me
Jus set y’er self down, 'n make this y’er home
With orange blossoms 'n mint julep tea
The cool summer breeze and sassafras foam
Where everything grows in rich southern loam
We all want ya here I’m sure you’ll agree
Ya’ll come on down, jus listen ta me
Silver trophy winner
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...uh huh.
huh? darling, the contest isn't over. I love your writing, and have no idea why you would think I didn't. I haven't even finished reading all the entries yet
, and I will go through those that arent on the finalist list forty two times before I judge. Still
