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The Haggler

The Devil sat on my shoulder And offered me all Bentilee From Willfield right down to Twigg Street Fenton fields, transmitter, and tree! Course! He wanted somethin’ for ’em As anyone would, wouldn’t you? But He said my sould would … Continue reading

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