Ideas above his station methinks.
Legacy (Viola Jacobson Berg) They wait and watch with weary stealth, inquire often of my health . . . These second cousins, even friends, are wondering when my journey ends, for my estate they realize will be their long awaited prize. They are discreet but I can tell they hope I'll go to sleep, and, well . . . just pass away with dignity, and they will mourn with inward glee . . . I'll play their game, give tit for tat, and leave my money TO MY CAT!
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