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The Marry Land Theatrical Production


During the season beautiful flowers bloom into theatrical bouquets Black Eyed Susan played fast and firm tracking investments using sensitive hands.

“I get an allowance and loved to assist those three years old and up,” she thought to herself twisting the juulstone jewelry hand prop that once defined her as a winner and smoking hot.

Reflecting for a second about a past real companionship deal and the argument bloodier than the Battle of Normandy the financial planning producer remembered the long shot love she had with an awesome man who was out of the money.

“Evan Harlan, he had quite a show,” Black Eyed Susan recounted needing something to stay in the couple friendly Marry Land.

One day researching her way to a local stage theater the one-time known profitable figure came upon a show rehearsal called “Ruggs-A Carpet Bagger Musical”. Upon entering she noticed all common individuals practicing their curtain rising talent and when the three-piece band struck up a tune Black Eyed Susan’s glassy weary image widened.

“Holy synchronicity,” she gasped wondering how many were out of the money looking for an allowance like her awesome man.

“No, they are all winner’s, looking for an allowance and an option to claim,” a darkened voice remarked, “not top scholars though, as you know cees get degrees while being simple and understanding.”

Leafing through a program Black Eyed Susan opened the free literature up, noticing the scene entitled, “Saffa’s Day” and taking a seat the bubbly personality wondered about the potential South African message.

When the performance finished Black Eyed Susan introduced herself to a cast member, “I am Caroline Krystyna,” the song and dance tease welcomed, “I am the winning maiden with special weight.”

“And how did you find this place?”

“Well,” Caroline answered, “I took a second came well off the pace and discovered this Carolina hideaway, and was up for it,”

“The show?”

“Yeah, up for it, the show,” Caroline clarified, “never regretting when I told my out of money past, ‘watch this birdie, go bye bye.”

“And you brought your canary here,”

Suddenly the house blazed in spotlights revealing Allaire Dupont smirking, “Yes, Caroline when I presented this staff and starry proposal you embrace this place wearing a seductive misty veil.”

“Yes, the Allaire Dupont this staff and its starry proposal presentation ended my interstate daydreaming and made me a winner.”

“I guess you could say when you were out of the money, I took my visionary lucky shot with the trusting medieval falconet capturing a direct hit.


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