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and that's the repelling gentleman who owns her.
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Let's just hope she works in the out, slaying in the field.
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Oh no, she ain't in the field, mate.
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She... she pretty.
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and she a tall girl, too.
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The one you tore back up on the nag...
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he burnt her runaway on her cheek.
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They got damned.
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She no field nigger, but she
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ain't good enough for the house no more either.
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They're gonna try to make her comfort girl.
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What's a comfort- Oh.