Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix....No DIXIE!
...Now when I woz a poor LAD chasing horning sheep on Fern Hill, bollocking the Earl of Whatever...
Now when I woz a poor gal, milk-maiding, buxom wench, singing songs, protecting my Maidenhead...
Now when I was a Dixie, Pixie, Whisk=N=ary, sucking the DEXIS, heavens-to Betsy!...everything, on the Farm...seemed SO calm!
c2019. davedelacroix.
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