To: Devil_Anse
To Scott, from An Admirer I love you in your jumpsuit, I love you in your chains, I dream of you both night and day, 'Cause I ain't got no brains. I love to sit and try to guess What color your hair will be, I'll write you every day, dear Scott, Until you come and kill me! Devil, you've outdone yourself, now can you set that to music??? LOL
To: blondee123
Thank you, Blondee! No, I am not musical enough. But I think there's a fellow in San Quentin or some other California prison who might be able to sing it, accompanied by his guitar...
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