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    <title>JitterbugPerfume's Journal - Democratic Underground</title>
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	<title>
	A Cautionary Tale
	</title>
	<description>
	    It was a quiet night at the State Hospital  .  Lillian and I sat in the office, discussing trivial things, when it came over the police scanner <br />
<br />
   There had been a shooting at Western Road.<br />
<br />
  a woman had been seriously wounded, and was being transported to Memorial  Hospital.<br />
  <br />
A domes...
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	http://journals.democraticunderground.com/JitterbugPerfume/1
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	<pubDate>
	Mon, 17 Oct 2005 01:53:09
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	<title>
	Girls  Night Out --part 2
	</title>
	<description>
	   We finally arrived at the Arena.     <br />
  In my over size  purse, hidden under make up ,and a  couple of books ,lurked the remains of the bottle of Smirnoff.<br />
<br />
   At the gate a guard checked concert goers for signs of contraband.<br />
  he said &quot;Hey ma'm what do you have in that purse?&quot;<br />
  &quot;why nothi...
	</description>
	<link>
	http://journals.democraticunderground.com/JitterbugPerfume/3
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	<pubDate>
	Sat, 10 Sep 2005 12:54:13
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	<title>
	Girls night  Out
	</title>
	<description>
	   The big night is finally here!  We are going to the rock concert at Indy.   <br />
  In my purse there is a half pint of Smirnoff . On the floor board there is a six pack of Mountain Dew<br />
   In the tape deck the Eagles  ar wailing out &quot;&quot;If it all falls to pieces tomorrow , will you still be mine---Jus...
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	<link>
	http://journals.democraticunderground.com/JitterbugPerfume/2
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	<pubDate>
	Sat, 20 Aug 2005 19:12:30
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	<title>
	A memory of things past
	</title>
	<description>
	I make no pretense of being a writer  This was written for my children and my childrens children  <br />
<br />
here goes---- <br />
<br />
Mommy was sitting in a geri-chair. Her white hair was curly, as only the hair of a very old woman can be.  When I touched it, it felt like cotton <br />
<br />
<br />
Daddy said &quot;who is this Will...
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	<link>
	http://journals.democraticunderground.com/JitterbugPerfume/4
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	<pubDate>
	Sun, 07 Aug 2005 12:53:11
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	<title>
	A note to whoever buys my property
	</title>
	<description>
	  I have   loved  every single<br />
<br />
flower,  herb, bush and tree<br />
<br />
so<br />
<br />
to who ever is going to live here <br />
<br />
This is<br />
<br />
my urgent plea:<br />
<br />
<br />
The hummingbirds love red honeysuckle<br />
<br />
the Monarchs prefer milkweed<br />
<br />
And the Lilac finally bloomed this year<br />
<br />
Lavender  among the leaves<br />
<br />
 <br />
<br />
there i...
	</description>
	<link>
	http://journals.democraticunderground.com/JitterbugPerfume/5
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	<pubDate>
	Sat, 21 May 2005 17:36:07
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	<title>
	Sunday Dinner  st Grandma Eulas'  1949
	</title>
	<description>
	I<br />
<br />
saw my grandmother<br />
<br />
Grab a chicken by the head<br />
<br />
Sling it around<br />
<br />
Until it was dead<br />
<br />
(we had helped to chase it down<br />
<br />
 as we giggled and  screamed and clowned)<br />
     <br />
<br />
then <br />
<br />
Its  headless body<br />
<br />
Bloody and aimless<br />
<br />
Shivvered and flopped<br />
<br />
All over the yard<br />
<br />
And then it was p...
	</description>
	<link>
	http://journals.democraticunderground.com/JitterbugPerfume/6
	</link>
	<pubDate>
	Thu, 12 May 2005 15:41:50
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	<title>
	Generations
	</title>
	<description>
	I can recall<br />
<br />
seeing my great   grandmother<br />
<br />
Isabella<br />
<br />
just one   time<br />
<br />
Lying in an iron bed <br />
<br />
her face<br />
<br />
tired and care worn<br />
<br />
 her hair <br />
<br />
 whispy and white<br />
<br />
<br />
I was a child<br />
<br />
and she was ancient<br />
<br />
What had I  to do with her?<br />
<br />
I have an old<br />
and faded picture<br />
<br />
of my mother<br />
<br />
...
	</description>
	<link>
	http://journals.democraticunderground.com/JitterbugPerfume/7
	</link>
	<pubDate>
	Thu, 05 May 2005 13:02:10
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	<title>
	If I had a Love...by Jitterbug
	</title>
	<description>
	If I had a love<br />
<br />
when it came our time<br />
<br />
To  face eternity<br />
<br />
I would wrap my arms and legs around him<br />
<br />
and go into the   fire<br />
<br />
and<br />
<br />
it would not be possible     <br />
<br />
to seperate our essence--<br />
<br />
and in a billion , billion   years<br />
<br />
when the sun explodes<br />
<br />
and the earth  <br />
<br />
 turns to dust...
	</description>
	<link>
	http://journals.democraticunderground.com/JitterbugPerfume/8
	</link>
	<pubDate>
	Tue, 03 May 2005 19:09:02
	</pubDate>
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	<title>
	On  Reaching sixty
	</title>
	<description>
	I  suddenly  find  my life<br />
<br />
becoming my history<br />
<br />
That happens<br />
<br />
when you  reach a certain age<br />
<br />
beyond  fifty<br />
<br />
and  so<br />
<br />
for my children , and other interested parties<br />
<br />
it begins:<br />
<br />
I  will  wear a purple hat<br />
<br />
and say outrageous things<br />
<br />
I will get a cat<br />
<br />
and  together<br />
<br />
we will gr...
	</description>
	<link>
	http://journals.democraticunderground.com/JitterbugPerfume/9
	</link>
	<pubDate>
	Sat, 30 Apr 2005 16:02:52
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