Some shorties but goodies from John Hiatt’s big bag of similies;
“ ...we rolled that Camaro like a cowboy cigarette...”
“...river winding like an old man’s fiddle...”
”...she was smiling like the last survivor in a lifeboat...”
“ ...we rolled that Camaro like a cowboy cigarette...”
“...river winding like an old man’s fiddle...”
”...she was smiling like the last survivor in a lifeboat...”