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Richard Windslow
Burnin' For You
Saturday, May 8, 2010
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Richard Windslow
Chicago, IL
I was born in a swamp In a summer spawned of the hottest heat My father was a roamin’ tramp My mother was a gypsy sweet I was conceived in the summer sun Spontaneous combustion They say they felt their hearts give way When mine began to take shape
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