Indiscretions

Indiscretions 1962 T.W. The young man's heart was as a lion, but his stature somewhat slight. At times, settlement unknowingly came, by God's supreme might. Oft times a conflict necessitated, his donning of a brass knuckle. He deemed God's punishment worse, than any rodeo cowboy's buckle. “It isn’t the size of the Dog in the fight, But the size of the fight in the dog.” Mark Twain

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