Thanks for asking. Yes it?s true, we?ve been waiting for you. We?ve been waiting for you. Persuade your husband he should stay at our disposal for today
Disregard for how and where and with whom You amuse yourself encourages bad behavior. The Duke, as was appropriate, held himself in high regard, And
One of those blond ladies had a certain hold on me. I went to all her seminars by the Airport in the Double Tree. I even let her use nephew?s seaplane
I went on down unto the duplexes of the dead, Where the shades are drawn and the shadows shut? Unless you know the magic word. (Seldom said but often
I never thought it could have happened to me. But on the morning of my eldest daughter?s Second wedding, I blacked out. They said it was it was just
It?s a clear signal from Cairo: calling me back to your arms. Desert winds are strong but they?re not strong enough, love of my life. Desert winds are
Down at the Shell shed, the boys are picking out the pearls The home I'm in lets the rain get in I bought 22 ounces of the petrol, park, wait at the
Listen, these are not drunken as you suppose. It might not be 3 o?clock in the morning like it seems: The little children will be prescient. And your
If you wish to wait until dusk I respect your policy. But by all means, my liege, lay siege, lay siege, or whatever otherwise you might want to call
I got warnings from jealous friends; Cases of borrowed clothes And a vial of Dramamine from my mother. And she said, ?Forget what mom likes ?cause things
Listen, I?m so unbored; ?The magic word is relax?. I?ll rub Ho-Toi, his god of happiness, The one that came with or without boys, And Make my wish for
today; Pretend I?m asleep and I hear him say: The Old Hag is sleeping! Now Old Hag, stay sleeping: If you never wake up, it?s heaven (as it were): Widower! Widower
days. It said the lion?s come up from his thicket And they?ve managed to void, ?My lottery ticket. Drunk on wormwood in Widow City, Widow City?s drunk
Emma was walking with Mandeep and JingJing on the second day of Spring. Emma was walking with Mandeep and JingJing on the second day of Spring. She said
There ain?t no more favors to ask; There ain?t no petitions to pass; It?s all in the hands?it?s all in the hands? Of the Philadelphia Grand Jury now.
She tells me about last night and her 103rd first date (she counted). And she counted her pairs of pants again. I?ve only got 53, minus the ones I?ve