Joanna
Ripe for the Pickin'
First day? Not so great.. I hated every second of it. I was not raised, cut out for or intended for this type of contemptible work. No...
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I'm going where the sun keeps shining, through the pouring rain.
Going where the weather suits my clothes.
Banking off of the northeast winds, sailing on a summer breeze
And skipping over the ocean like a stone.
Henry Nilsson
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