Song/Poem, "Bull-Lish-Oush-Ly, Coo-Coo Cool, Hold It" !

Hold it, "It's a dollar", and it's gone, gone, wrong long gone.
Hold it, "It's your life", and it's gone, gone, wrong long gone.
Behold it, and it's come, come, flat-out, out-right back, back to you!

Hold it for me, and I'll hold it for you, and in the one hand it's gone, gone, wrong long gone; But in the other hand, on the other hand, it's still more, more, more, flat-out, out-right, more, than it ever was, before, fore, fore, fore, fore fore! More than here to stay, stay, stay, stay!

I more than swear it, I can't compare it, I won't despair it! It's more than your so called ordinary, give a tweet treat of a Lucky Bucky, of a-little-birdy-sing-wing-ding-dong-ee-sing-song-ee, sunny of a Parrot of Patriot's lively day!

Wake up the dead, things our more than only starting to go our way, our way of ways, for always, always, "Tweet-tweet, sweet-sweet, more than Bull-Lish-Oush-Ly, Coo-Coo-Cool"

Oh the days aren't short-shot-shy of young, and we've more than already jumped the gun of only young. Now even though some call us, as has beens, or older than old,

Were more into bold, than old, and like unto bulls. Ride us, yea just try, to write us off or ride us off life, long gone wrong, and it's flat-out, out-right not going to work, dollar or not, dollar or not.

Hello, and beep, beep, cause it keeps, keeps, keeps, on and on even when you say it's all gone, gone, gone, long gone wrong, over and out. Cause, coo-coo-cool love, has more than itself enough to even run on, even without this type of life, as love made itself before life ever was!

Yea, oh yea, and now, "I've more than just got my ordinary doll of a gal, wife-life- pal, powered with life types, of both now, and forever. Yea, oh yea, she's more than got me, in love, on hold it hold, on hold it old, on hold it bold, both here and forever, here and forever!

Oh, oh, oh, bold as a bull flat-out, out-right, with more than the love of life, to stop time itself, time itself! We ain't more than, bull-two-timing- lying, lying!

More than a penny for your thoughts too, as a-little of us must have come to rubb-off something awful on you.

Yea, something awful, awful like nothing else can afford to do, but love, but love. Yea, we'll more than just sing-see you through, see you through, cowboys of red, white and blue.

Cowboys of red, white, and blue, with a-little of the "Man In Black" mixed in too, mixed in too; and more than some of me and you, and you, you, you; which is more than any dollar can do, do, do, or some so called "Witches Brew", brew, brew, brew; should your love try and more than do a number on you, on you.

Like some kind of more than two-timing-bull-ride gone bad, gone -wrong, long-gone, no hold it bad, bad, bad, bad, ever-so-bad off glad mad, mad, mad, coo-coo-cool clean.

Hold tight, more than hold tight, hold it, "Coo-Coo-Cool-And-Clean-Mean" long gone right red, white and blue, red, white, and blue, more than Coo-Coo-Mad-Glad-Cool-la- bull-bosh-ous-ly awe-somely so. Awe-Awe-Awe, "Awe-Some-Ly so", doh-see-doh, please do, do, do!

Bull-lish-oush-ly too, not off out-right, flat-out true, Bull-lish-oush-ly too, not off out-right, flat-out true. Yea, oh yea, "Man In Black Like", cool, cool, cool, stand true to the red, white and blue, red, white and blue, with no hold it on you, or in you, on you, enough too eat you alive, eat you, more than out-right, flat-out alive!

Love's got a hold on me, it was song-versed-out, by Alan Jackson's spirit of soul. Praying holds time value of talents best. No time machine needed, or electric shocks, but only a more than good "Country Song", to get your spirit going. Should your car not start, there's a country song. Should you be on the move and need a pick-me-up beyond money, or gas can afford, there's a country song.

There's a country song for where-ever you’re at in life. Someone thought country was depressing and made you over drink to put up with it. This person must not have liked spices on his food gone more than good. Country cooks, with the right singers blend of words like right cooks experience offers with food.

How did you make this, my friend? First I wrote a good country song, to get me in the mood, and then and only then after singing it , was I able to perform with my pan with this pinch here, touch there approach, of sometimes new recipes best opportunity to be.