The random twenty,
May seem like plenty
But after twenty days
You may not see consistency in my ways
There may be a day for you or you or all 20 for me
There may be 20 days of straight country
But as each day unfolds
A new musical story is told
Leading to my next unknown step
Leading to the things I have to learn yet
Some come in during days and others nights
Here is the first of a Random Twenty to burn it up bright...
Sweet, sweet Roy...whoooeee.
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