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you post a toast to everyone in the room
and lift the glass for a toast as all the dollars you have spent, you now have found a way to dream of money once again. your scratch your head and think i need to paint the walls but i have no ink you see. i grab the mirror and the anker from the boat and paddle with all my might, only thing that keeps me from cracking more is the laughter of that crazy charactor elmoe the not so great. |
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you post a toast to everyone in the room and lift the glass for a toast as all the dollars you have spent, you now have found a way to dream of money once again. your scratch your head and think i need to paint the walls but i have no ink you see. i grab the mirror and the anker from the boat and paddle with all my might, only thing that keeps me from cracking more is the laughter of that crazy charactor elmoe the not so great. |
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you post a toast to everyone in the room and lift the glass for a toast as all the dollars you have spent, you now have found a way to dream of money once again. your scratch your head and think i need to paint the walls but i have no ink you see. i grab the mirror and the anker from the boat and paddle with all my might, only thing that keeps me from cracking more is the laughter of that crazy charactor elmoe the not so great. Queenie, your delivery and style are American Indian. Let me know if I am correct; just let it slide if I am wrong. |
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