.Dust storm whispered in my ear your turn to take the bullseye
While the fulsome praise of jack straw crows came knocking at my door>After twenty years I hung my spurs on the perch of telephone wires
They uses to drag in Cuban heels with true north in their compass
Wandering in circle.
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