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If you wanna get money if you wanna get rich if you wanna good life you gota be a son-of-a-b****!
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Are you extremely rich, Bill? He would have been but Tuco wouldnt give him water.
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Feb 23, 2018 - 2:36 PM
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By: |
joan hue
(Member)
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“Familiarity Breeds Contempt,” so never get too close. The pedestals you and I perch on, elevation for admiration of our best presentations, are not comfortable thrones. They wobble at a whine or momentary erosion of control, our paunches ungirded, sagging, naked. We quickly snatch the stones of our slippage, placing them firmly in our tongues, smooth away wrinkles with shamed hands, and regain precious images, fool’s gold from a chink glimpsed in our perfectly distorted mirrors. But who wants to be grounded on a plain stool? What we cherish in the other is all we wish to be. Still I quake at your inevitable discovery. You can’t spend the silver coins generously proffered by moonbeam reflections on lakes nor quench your thirst drinking from my mirage.
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Too high brow for me joanie. Cant compete with that. Anyway, i had help from maestro Giombini with my poem, but no one got it.
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So let me get this straight, im going to get to shag a farmer's daughter?
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