Sunday Morning Coming Down
When I said, "Hi, how you doing?" this attractive brunette with a flip hairdo looked at me as if I'd spoken a foreign language. She said something back that had a "ya" in it.
Robert Hamill
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When I said, "Hi, how you doing?" this attractive brunette with a flip hairdo looked at me as if I'd spoken a foreign language. She said something back that had a "ya" in it.
“Leave the GPS in the SUV,” I say to my grandson. We stroll down the old road, abandoned two score years. Since the floods of Agnes’ wrath broke the asphalt path Slowly reclaimed by nature.…