“Popcorn”

It’s a full-fledged dog and pony show,
watching “Popcorn” Sutton
speaking on real bootlegging,
possum eatin’,
Appalachia.

“Popcorn” chose to exit this world instead of life in the pen,
cages aren’t made for ” the free”.

Real fire in the gut,
no “Dukes of Hazard” shit.

Dinner up a live oak,
Bluetick running her up.
Sour mash,
potatoes and onion ,
cornbread,
and a raccoon penis toothpick.

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