Letters to the Editor
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Doc of the flock. I hear you.
Equals # one!
No foolishness.
This is no joke. If a horse ran past a pine tree with a sharp limb poking-out, and a mule-horse rider could be dead. Doc, ya's are tellin' me the truth!
My skin hide needs attention.
I'll light up a Camel smoke?
If we don't get hope we may,
or will, have a national stroke!
Io's in fevered spasms. No giggles.
I don't golf but if I did.."Fore!"
You are good greens to me. O, Help!
Get back on the fairway greens, now.

