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she considers us her servants

At one time she was the belle of the ball Those days are over Way over Most of her classmates are gone She has buried four husbands She tries to be sophisticated Puts on airs Considers us her servants She has lost her fortunes All five of them She does not remember many things We working for free now Most of us do not mind She was truly generous when she did have money

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