
08-31-2008, 08:42 PM
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I meant my friend who just died. He introduced me to the love of Prine. Every Thanksgiving I sing, "Christmas in Prison" the part, "there was turkey and pistols carved out of wood, while I baste the bird
We could have sang a duet of "Dear Abby."
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