Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... TUNE a Guitar!
dedicato. Laura and Shelley, Old Grammar School...
Just when I thought the HYEENAS had gone away. The KILL was Cool, blood lips, SATIATION. Ask my Gal du Jour!
Just when I Poisoned-blackmailed my Hollywood-Competitors to suck their OWN Dicks, like a DIVA, one more GIG, move House, go BROKE or, Davey-s on the Road again, sometime.
NO CRIMINAL COFFESSION,just when my heart was broken, GOD-S messenger! Summertime! And the cotton was high, AND SINGING!
Just when I figured ONLY Epostle Blackmail would DO, I figured out another Gig, poured me another drink... and tuned my Guitar!
c2019, davedelacroix
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