Hawk On A Deck - Nashville, Tennessee

Amos Hart--40 Punch

   
   "Amos Hart--40 Punch"
   
   Ginger was cranking up the nicotine by way of a non-filtered Lucky, going old school, and Bucko was one big tail wagging in the back while Amos Hart piloted the 350 Rocket; next, on a clue to the highway, no traffic save the drones overhead, a tuned-up Toyota approached the archaic eight-cylinder, sounding like a screeching zipper mixed with a naughty nurse's nails on the chalkboard; however, the Olds sounded smooth.
   Some good-old-boy with a Mexican mustache, very fancy for Johnny Depp and the Jump Street Gang, leaned his head out into the Arctic temperatures and shouted a 40 Punch challenge to Amos, which of course he accepted, not liking competition, but having pure love of the game.
   The Toyota shot-off like a loose condemn when the confetti sprayed, Ginger said a "Hail Mary" for thinking such things; then, she realized this world has given us all "Grody to the Max" images, and the Cutlass just hummed like a hair-dryer, not winning, but remaining eternally classic--a well-respected construction of the highly cerebral granny cooter.
   And for her sins, Ginger would pray the Rosary today, adoring the Glorious Mysteries of Sunday.  

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Amos Hart--Never change the color of a Hot Rod

   
   "Amos Hart--Never change the color of a Hot Rod"
   
   Amos Hart listened, as Solomon instructed, in Biblical fashion.  Yet not to nurse nasty words, unless the architect intended to charm.  
   Not a sparrow falls that His Father doesn't know about, Jesus mentioned.  Not animism today for Amos, though Bucko and his Aloe Vera plant were giving oxygen, or something nice.
   Amos didn't care about size, color, gender, multi-hued violet or amber eyes, well--it meant something, yet if the LAW of His Father and Himself are followed; next, Earth experiences a gelled mercy.
   Amos Hart bought some spicy beef jerky for his pal, Bucko; at the same time, he bought two pieces for himself, on sale @ Walgreens.  How nice was the check-out Lady.  And she fought despair everyday, for we all are the same, yet lack focus on a shared intention.  Amos laid rubber out of there, goosing the Olds.  It allowed the asphalt Earth to know that he was still on the battlefield, as are many that have passed, as if children or truck drivers, observing, and more . . .

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Amos Hart--Major Prophet

   
   "Amos Hart--Major Prophet"
   
   Amos Hart heard the informative wind whisper of an older lady, dubbed bonkers and completely crackers by the local men in white, armed with straight-jackets and rubber hoses; however, Amos knew all stories have truth, especially if the speaker has been disqualified by Caesar's burden of bogus law; however, even Jesus became the King of Rome, allegorically, before barbarism; next, the Empire was buried from the inside, an insidious implosion of selective sorts.
   So, approaching the lawn furniture in her front yard; plus, noticing the Mountain Dew cans, crushed, in the back of her pick-em-up-truck, Amos was greeted by her crow's feet that ran bird-like and symmetrical, and she mentioned Ezekiel's craft, much like what the F-18 pilot witnessed with his gun-camera, but simply voiced to Amos a typical hint, as it goes with many modern alarmists, before he retreated with Bucko in the Olds--the lady's electricity could've french-fried him otherwise; anyway, she spoke from The Book of ISAIAH; specifically, Chapter 49, like this:
    "And he hath made my mouth like a sharp sword; in the shadow of his hand hath he hid me, and made me a polished shaft; in his quiver hath he hid me."
    "But thus saith the LORD, Even the captives of the mighty shall be taken away, and the prey of the terrible shall be delivered:  for I will contend with him that contendeth with thee, and I will save thy children."
   Amos was swift to report, but not delusions, for Freedom of Religion is still BIGTIME in the American South, the Bible being something lawman swear on, but they are hypocrites as they don't even believe it; however, Amos Hart was too fearful to dismiss the Unearthly Power of Almighty God.  And Bucko agreed, without the temptation of a savory meat bone.  

Amos Hart--Samson and Jesus

  
   "Amos Hart--Samson and Jesus"
   
   Of course, Ginger had to make a volcanic entrance into the lava-like scene, erupting in classic fashion, a very classy lass, and spill the hot taco beans on a fella she fantastically fumed over, in more ways than one; however, her fiery flame always innocent, always returning to the Proclamation, and being a child, with Unicorns and Arthur's Quest to imbibe more of Christ, and she voiced:
   "The fella's mother told him TODAY, that his hair was too long.  He told his mother that his heroes were Samson and Jesus.  Both had long hair.  Both kinda from Nazareth.  Samson didn't mind a lady, while Jesus was tea tree oil purity, more importantly:  Neither could be bound."
   Amos Hart took the Sister out in the Cutlass with Bucko.  The 350 Rocket was glad to pilot the company of three, dog included.