Canada Lilly |
I was a little kid once, maybe five to seven years old, when I started to lose my baby teeth. Mama would put a penny under my pillow and take the tooth, so it is alleged.
When I got about one year older I was really resistant to going to bed. Mama used to give me a dime to go to bed. She would come in after I was asleep and take the dime and spank me in the morning for losing my money!
The only meat we ate was beef. Beef this and beef that. When I was about ten I got to help bring home the beef. Now I know where "rustle up some grub" came from. Oh well, fresh beef every couple of months is good. Isn't it?
Now that I'm on my own and have a family we need a little money now and then. I do work a couple of hours a month, but not too much.
Ooops! I've got to go, there's a bank right up ahead.
The whole thing above is not true. Honest!
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