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Letters July 26, 2007
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Marlboro Man (looks can kill!)

I was young and naive,

not wise to his scam When I fell in love with the

Marlboro Man

He told me that I

had nothing to fear As he whispered sweet nothings

into my ear

He said we had many

love songs to be sung So don't worry about loosing

my heart (or a lung!)

Then he swept me away,

without any remorse

Onto the back of

his rearing horse

When I matured,

I was filled with rage To know that he profited from

my innocence and age

That cowboy's still here

with his evil ways

Seducing the young

to their early graves.

Geraldine Forer Spagnoli Calabasas