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My Thirteen Sons

by @arden-blackrose

One. Is home, good boy, too good for you. Two. Next door, doctor, married, five kids. Three. Visits every Sunday, doctor, married, five kids. Four. Cherub and sweet, tender, joined the Church. ...Splat. Five. Businessman, wrong people. ...Splat. Six. Married a German girl. ...Splat. Seven. Left for America. ...Splat. Took Eight to America. ...Splat Came back for Nine in America. ...Splat. Ten. Politician... oh well. ...Splat. Eleven Soap opera star, not killing people. Twelve. Love affairs, bad marriage, gets into fights. ...Good men are hard to find. Thirteen. Rides motorcycles, movie actresses, parties. ...He's my baby.
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