where you from girl

she likes
to let everyone
know right away
where she's from.
the state finds its
way into a sentence
quickly as she shuffles
her boots and feels
the top of her conical
head of white blonde
hair. it's a stack
of sweet meringue
that stays motionless
in a prairie wind storm.
the words come out
long and slow,
with charm and folksy
wisdom. nothing like
a barbeque and a rodeo
she says and how about
them cowboys.
i'm from texas she says
when finally
asked, maybe you heard
of us, we're
the largest state
in the union. you ain't
been nowhere till
you been to texas.