I can no longer obey; I have tasted command, and I cannot give it up.

What do you do with the kid who can't read? ...Well, what he did with the kid who couldn't read was to make her his mistress. What Farley did was to make her his punching bag. What the Cuban did was to make her his whore, or one among them--so Coleman believed more often than not.

Once asked
Are you ok
Then problemed by the very same
What nerve is this
Don't you have better to do
When I got them blues
And I can't shake
Not having no cake or
Thumbs up
Or you on my day

You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.

Written By Jane Austen

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