Send Me Just A Little
“Then would I ask you more when it’s nice, my suffering small when it’s not. Don’t send me a cooking pot, a pail except you have the heart to torture me.
No thank you, dear.”
So Opa Johan wrote to his benefactress who sometimes sends him a dish.
April 2010
“Then would I ask you more when it’s nice, my suffering small when it’s not. Don’t send me a cooking pot, a pail except you have the heart to torture me.
No thank you, dear.”
So Opa Johan wrote to his benefactress who sometimes sends him a dish.
April 2010
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