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16.03.2011, 23:50 | #1 |
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Life's Cruelty
Some people call me Redhead Jenny,
I haven’t got a lousy Penny, my pockets empty as my belly, I’m on my way to Dead Man’s Valley. A handsome dude once in the boozer said: "C’mon, Jenny, you’re no loser! You’re fine and young, you are no scarecrow, not made to live your life in sorrow." He gave me lots of drinks and kisses, then introduced me to a Mistress. She sent'm upstairs to my chamber, how many gents, I don’t remember. One night a filthy stinking rich man snored in my pillow like a brake van. I stabbed the pig and took his money, turned tail and ran fast as a bunny. A pretty guy down in the tavern abducted me to seventh heaven. He took my heart and all my jewellery, so now I’m broke. Well, that's life's cruelty. |
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