Ben has another woman.
Oh, I’ve known about her for sometime now.
She’s the reason for numerous emails, texts, and phone conversations.
If that’s not enough, he claims she IS his passion.
And with her in his arms, all his cares just drift away.
Sometimes it’s not the secrets in life that hurt.
It’s the blatant open affection shown to HER that hurts.
I caught them together the other day.
I didn’t say anything.
I just took some pictures.
He was oblivious to it.
If I have to watch him play with her G string one more time…
I don’t know what I’ll do.
I call her Goldie because of her golden locks and all her BLING.
And in Ben’s arms she just sings and sings.
I guess I’m jealous.
What were you thinking?
Did I mention, she also has a long neck, a BIG butt, and always wears two G strings? The freak!
I think I’m safe. Is there an “other woman” in your life?
Simply,
Sis 
crossposted on blogher
Tags: Bluegrass Music, g string, other woman, stelling banjo
I think she’s a beauty!
I think you’re beautiful, too, Sis!
She is pretty! He plays her so nice too.
Thanks for all your sweet comments.
Sis
OOOOOO wheeeee! Ben has obviously spent quality time with Goldie! I tried to get the music off the computer but couldn’t. I think it might be illegal! Thanks for the funny post.
loved this piece!
Wow. What a great sound she makes! Ben sure knows how to make her ring with those talented hands of his. You should join in the fun every chance you get.
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