(Spoiler alert - this resumes parts of a movie)
On front of a poor miner house
A minor boy concedes and gives
All his economy except
One thin five franc cent golden coin
To his violent parent kept
Into bets - disgracer of spouse.
The boy grew up into beauty
And fell in love with a woman ;
He promised her the wedding day
He would never ever have child.
That's why he got immediately
Over twelve children on his way.
After the thirteenth they have thought
It was too much, it was the last ;
But the woman's belly gave them
Some surprising lovely news.
A timid vivid girl was brought
Under lights - who'll become a gem.
Inspired by brothers and sisters
She stepped progressively on stage,
Sang more and more firmelly 'till
She stroke a producer's fancy -
Taking his heart over glitters ;
Five franc cent gave more than one chill.
I won't say much of the story,
What is inside each of her bags,
What happened when she lost her voice,
How she usually find her ways ;
I wish you to make the choice
To discover Aline's glory.
(See now Aline's trailer - hear the mimic singer)
The Voyeur's Incandescent Reasoning
The woman sat nonplussed, in the Waiting Room. In a sort of daze, looking straight ahead patiently. She had already had three small breakfast's that morning and a nip of sherry, this was not unusual she would typically wait until an hour after she took her anti-depressant and was her morning routine. She was merely following instructions she assured herself, shifted slightly in her seat and feeling a little heart burn thought, maybe she should skip lunch. Dom had said to have the task done this week. She was well used to his methods and desired to get this over and done with soon. She glanced at her watch, smiled weakly at the Receptionist who was there for a moment and then gone.
By Canuck Scriber L.Lachapelle Author7 days ago in Fiction
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