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Made Clothes from burlap bags
and used burlap and old tires to
make sandels and flipflops
she shared a song about 
the remedy her husband made
when she had a cold
said he put, sugar and a crushed
clove of garlic mixed with honey and brandy
to knock the germ out.
one day I was wearing my flipflops
decked out in my burlap clothes
had a the flu
and was drunk.
That dang punk wanted us to still
 go out there and sing.
Hhe so cheep
he still used these ways
even after he sign with 
Moif Music Company
and got that sign on fee.
We aint get knowthing out the deal.
Told me: wear the Burlap suit and 
don't move around so much on stage
cause the price of thick thread
had gotten expensive!
That's
what he said ask FFuge. He had
that specail order Epoxy Gutar
that (@$!!#11) made for him
I can't mention his name cause
we weren''t entitled to
people outside of the Orchastra's
names due to Contractual
agreements. He can sing: ya'll know the man can
sing: but if the show
wasn't on and he
had to pay for it, he wasn't at all interested
in doing anything  that would take
away from the budget. His management skills
seems unoorthodax;
cause the way he was raised: 
but he can surely sing!

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