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My hero is a Duke......of Hazzard


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Many years ago, when I was a teen

I ranaway from home, to follow a dream.

Caught the Greyhound bus

With seven dollars in my pocket,

Most who knew me then called me Cheryl Lockett.

I went to Hollywood to be amongst the stars,

Walked the Boulevard dodging rich man cars.

I got in trouble trespassing on a Warner Brothers set,

Went back again on a homeless buddies bet.

Motorcycle cop approached me, my heart skipped a beat,

How would I have known, a Duke I would meet.

He offered me his friendship,I excepted with a smile,

Saved me from the cop, we visited for awhile.

I watched the Dukes being chased by Roscoe P Coltrane,

I laughed so hard that day, I returned again.

Not trespassing this time,

John was called for permission,

To have me legally on the lot by his verbal admission.

My hero is a Duke...of Hazzard known to most Bo,

He saved me when I trespassed thirty-two years ago.

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