“Well her hair was jet black and her name was Bodine,
thought she was the cream of the Basin Street queens.
She got tired of that smoky white dream,
began to feel lonesome, orn’ry and mean…”
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June 23rd, 2010 at 6:02 pm
Hey I saw this page browsing around the site and interested in living wherever the fishing is nearby ,having a good cultural diversity helps to feed the brain and I will check back for updates.