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1.3 KiB
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28 lines
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Dear Blossom,
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Remember that old folks are worth a fortune-with silver in their hair,
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gold in their teeth, stones in their kidneys, lead in their feet, and
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gas on their stomachs.
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I have become a little older, and a few changes have come into my life.
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In fact, I have become quite a frivolous old gal. I'm seeing five
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gentlemen every day!
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As soon as I wake up, Will Power helps me get out of bed. Then I go to
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see John. Charlie Horse comes along, and when he is here he takes a lot
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of time and attention. When he leaves, Arthur Ritis shows up and stays
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the rest of the day. He doesn't like to stay in one place very long, so
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he takes me from one joint to another. After such a busy day, I'm
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really tired and am glad to go to bed with Ben Gay. What a life!
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Lots of love,
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Flossie Fumble
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P.S. The Pastor came to call the other day, and he said that at my age,
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I should be thinking about the hereafter, I told him, "Oh, I do all the
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time. No matter where I am --in the kitchen, upstairs, in the parlor,
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or down in the basement, I ask myself, "What am I here after?"
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