Aw thanks Dotsie. We are having a ball here.

Yellow. heartbroken, skum, rum

On the yellow river Qui
I thought I wanted to die.

Cause I met a scum,
Who got me drunk on rum,

He broke my heart: - that ain't no lie.

Now whenever I hear a cry,
From my baby; cootchy – coo - sweetypie,

I think of that night,
Where not only mosquitoes bite;

Yo Daddy sure made his mark at the Qui.


Row, steal, leak, justice
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As soon as you trust yourself, you will know how to live.
Goethe