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Oh, pity the woman, she should have brought friends =)
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Yes, Evita, the more the merrier. :-)
Grampa
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Now, she's looking for Mr. Goodbar
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Poor thing. She doesn't know how to live life. You better take her to your Christian meetings.
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Now that I've got you both here together :
uh-oh, do I hear a song?
"Love, is a many splendored thing, it's the April rose that only grows in the early spring, love is nature's way of giving, a reason to be living, the golden crown that makes a man a kinggggggg . . ."(*)
. . . uhm, uhhm, sorry, got carried away :-)
M n m n I,
Mr. Goodbar . . . or . . . Mr. Goodwrench whoever *comes* first. :-)
Possum,
Well, I could take her *down* to our meetings but she *is* already a Christian . . . mom's Catholic too and her dad's KofC (not KFC).
:-)
Grampa
(*) With apologies of course to Paul Francis Webster and Sammy Fain
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This is lovely cos it rings true.
Look again at final line. -: The 'now' and 'was' don't go.
?...and now she is..... Sounds better to me.
You may want to redo this if you still wish to write it in past tense.
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Thanks ChrissieJo, it's done.
:-)
Grampa
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