Then from her cell she heard her jailers
Grumbling about outsiders
And when she called him out
And said she was from the south they shouted
Why is a nice southern lady
Making trouble for the governor?
She said, i guess im not your type of lady
And i guess im not your type of southerner.
flobots, ftw.
.w.
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