I was ten when these songs were popular,
"You Belong To Me," "Silhouettes On The Shade."
What a colossal load of antedeluvian bullshit!
I can't imagine living with a woman
who would let herself be treated like this.
I'd rather die alone
in the sandy cold and windy desert.
I'm so glad Emily knows
how much I love her battered broken
all forgiving soul.
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