Eltan Renaxy

Lorida: Hearing stories about Shels's daughter, I recalled my daughter Lorida. I married her mother in a wheat field. I always remembered the day she was born, her skin and her hair. But she left us anyway and eloped away with a man with black skin.

'I' was a teacher in the town. I always liked to tell stories to my students in class. This song was the one I liked to sing to my friends. Some of the people in stories were my friends, and some were my family. Sometimes I couldn't understand why th

People said that Shels was psycho. He was sometimes grumpy, sometimes sad. One day, he killed his wife. The blood was everywhere. He, wiping the floor with old newspapers in a panic, tried to clean it. He shut the door and windows and ran to 'my' hou

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Judy Judy's Farther had a gun He used it to kill her mother I see the tears in judy's eyes Then she gone to marry a man Who is a worker in the town His brother fuck Judy in the every night Judy's eys looks so sad She want to fly to the hell I guess s