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I was listening to Novello and Flo'ella had her head across my pillow talking to some fellow from somewhere down in Arkansas. I saw at once the discrepancy of her and me and where our interests lay. mine somewhere in 'Frisco or maybe even Monterey and hers in some Southern lawless place I turned her face to face me quietly I explained that I'd be leaving on a plane and that she should do the same. She took a knife Screamed, 'if you don't take me for your wife I'll take your life and put it in a crystal ball' Guess I'm not going after all.
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May 13, 2013
May 13, 2013 at 2:24 AM UTC
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I was listening to Novello and Flo'ella had her head across my pillow talking to some fellow from somewhere down in Arkansas. I saw at once the discrepancy of her and me and where our interests lay. mine somewhere in 'Frisco or maybe even Monterey and hers in some Southern lawless place I turned her face to face me quietly I explained that I'd be leaving on a plane and that she should do the same. She took a knife Screamed, 'if you don't take me for your wife I'll take your life and put it in a crystal ball' Guess I'm not going after all.
john-edward-smallshaw
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May 13, 2013
May 13, 2013 at 2:24 AM UTC
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