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| Robert Creely |
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| Naughty Boy | ||||
| When he brings home a whale, she laughs and says, that´s not for real. And if he won the Irish sweepstakes, she would say, where were you last night? Where are you now for that matter? Am I always (she says) to be looking at you? She says, if I thought it would get any better I would shoot you, you nut, you. Then pats her hair into place, and waits for Uncle Jim´s deep-fired, all-fat, real gone whale steaks. |
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