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Farewell Mr. Massey

Tommy Paisley looks around at the solemn faces of the townsfolk who gather around to bury Jonas Massey. Everyone seems as solemn in their finest clothing as they do every Sunday morning. None of them appear to be as uncomfortable as Tommy in his canvas trousers and suspenders on this […]

Can you write me a song?

There aren’t many songs with my name in it.” “What’s your name?” “Melissa.” “That’s probably because it’s hard to rhyme and it has one too many syllables.” “Can you write a song about me?” “May I use Missy instead?” “No, I prefer Melissa.” I think for a while. I want […]