bluesman

Life is like licking honey off a thorn. Time wounds all heels, God save me from those I confide in. Candor breeds hatred, and children and drunkards speak the truth. Fools use bets as arguments, jest only with your equals. Many things are lost for want of asking, and naked men never lose anything. A great city is a great solitude, vagrants are everywhere at...
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I want a little girl
to call my own
she may not look
like a picture in a storybook
but if she can cook
shell suit me to a T
she dont have to wear her hair
or wear fancy clothes
I wouldnt even care
if she didnt wear nylon hose
I want a little girl
to fall in love with me

I Want A...
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