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If you don’t need me, just let me go. (folded in two. 45.)

December 6, 2015 by Jennifer Townsend

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When you’ve got so much to say it’s called gratitude – and that’s right. (folded in two. 44.)

November 29, 2015 by Jennifer Townsend

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Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes. (folded in two. 43.)

November 26, 2015 by Jennifer Townsend

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I used a calling card at the payphone from the other coast, just to tell you how good it was to hear you in those songs you wrote. (folded in two. 42.)

November 15, 2015 by Jennifer Townsend

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Thank you for the party but I never could stay. (folded in two. 41.)

November 10, 2015 by Jennifer Townsend

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No costume, no candy. (folded in two. 40.)

November 1, 2015 by Jennifer Townsend

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If you hear him howling around your kitchen door, better not let him in. (folded in two. 39.)

October 25, 2015 by Jennifer Townsend

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The moon shines in the autumn sky, growin’ cold, the leaves all die. (folded in two. 38.)

October 18, 2015 by Jennifer Townsend

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Following the footsteps of a rag doll dance we are entranced, spellbound. (folded in two. 37.)

October 11, 2015 by Jennifer Townsend

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Waiting for an invitation to arrive, goin’ to a party where no one’s still alive. (folded in two. 36.)

October 4, 2015 by Jennifer Townsend

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