Then there's the monkey wrench, along with the bad luck stench. At times life sucks, not to mention being short on bucks. The shaft will stick, along the way leave you dead or sick.
Depending on who's behind it, you can bet they won't quit. A phony friend, or just an enemy in the end. Might be a hit man, trying to really shorten your life span.
Forward or aft, watchout for the shaft. Just when it's least expected, the shaft can show up undetected. Might be a devil demand, the shaft held in your own hand.
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Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
Reviewed on December 22, 2005
I've seen it over and over again.
How you doin' Grady? Have a great Christmas and the best New Year for you and yours.
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The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
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How you doin' Grady? Have a great Christmas and the best New Year for you and yours.
Love,
Elizabeth
Take care,
Sherry
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