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By Jack Joseph Smith
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Jeugetine te. resting by the windew at the front
ef the-tavern where the bar curved' te the wall,
Mediteting, Somber: eis Orre atm ean 1
The ‘bartender was-a black haired black eyed Ar ,
ueniay with a encer oufffiting that all but he ,
fe
wan avdeliberate ueuber ef one pack of crazies
er another, But Jaugeline was of a different
pedy of mind to Hin, SHe wae a ame, the gene
still, for she was a wild weed, and firmly Poole
ish
“an, there's no way getting around’ it, every
, charactor im this place is nuts exespt me Ts . °
know what's -happening is a-feat im L.4,*
®Binckie, your just another fliped. euti Ammon=
iam" was her replys
®an, your sweet Jaugeline, Rich toa I thear .
throught the nut vines®
ST 'get alang,®
“Tose bucks make soul feod off the street im a
LeAo®
‘Listen baby; don't make a mistake; anything
I get, I wiggle it out; and it’ ain't fer love ;
om any level. of natural impulses *
"Coue-on Jaugelines yeu love the mednesss yeu!!
re-hav'er agood tines" .