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In the living room, so bright around the gossip and the cheerful glasses of wine, there were old ladies in satin scarves, old gentleman in tweed jackets and club ties. Its a fine Sunday!" said the lady, timidly. "How about playing some cards?" and everybody just agreed. "Thats
lovely
hair,
you've got there!" said the bold man to the white hairy one, "my husband always had it beautiful!" when she draws the cards and passed them. "its
a
great
loss! said the bold man, and the widow nearly dropped a tear, but as the tv joyfully screamed, he turned to the woman, that was near and said: bring
me
the
wine,
my
dear!
bring
me
some
wine,
my
dear!
bring
me
some
wine,
my
dear!
bring
me
the
wine,
my
dear!
And
turn
the
television
on.
- Album:
- La Toilette des Étoiles
- Fossanova