Wednesday, October 7, 2009
These cowgirls don't get the blues
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"I celebrate myself, and sing myself,/And what I assume you shall assume,/For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.//I loafe and invite my soul,/I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass."
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Those cowgirls get the magentas!
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