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10 September Alter EgoWell, I guess I have been here long enough that I should introduce you to my alter ego. Her name is Layla. Now an alter ego is a really good thing. She can be blamed for doing things you don't usually do. And she does outrageous things that you would never dream of doing. Okay, maybe you would "dream" of doing. So with that said allow me to present Layla.......
Layla
Believes beauty is natural She hardly ever wears make up or goes to have her hair done She like the feel of grass between her toes
Layla has doubts about the story of Adam and Eve Once she was sure a spell had been cast on her, she chanted in the light of one blue and two white candles to ward off evil She has thoughts of becoming a witch
Layla adores toddles with curly hair and devilment in their eyes …..as long as they belong to someone else She fears all her creativity would shivel up and die if she spent eight hours a day chained to a time clock
Layla never learned to cook She has no desire to meet Betty Crocker or hang out with Susie Homemaker Sometimes she'll order a margarita after I tell people I never drink
I wanted to go to the Dollar Store but Layla took the wheel and I ended up in Erie Pennsylvania She drives 80 miles an hour with Aerosmith vibrating the windows
Layla became a gear-jamming, double clutching, 18 wheel driving mama She wanted to see the entire USA That didn’t last long All she saw was flashing white lines as the countryside blurred by
She feels Eric Clapton wrote the song Layla just for her She especially likes the part, “You got me on my knees I’m beggin’ darling please” Layla likes to wear leather and 3 inch heels Slaves, dressed in very little, wait at her feet to satisfy her every need Fearing and longing for the sting of her silver handled rawhide whip
Layla drives a red 1966 GTX 440 She loves to feel the powerful engine rumble beneath her She couldn’t resist when challenged to drag race on east Exchange Street She had the lead when the red lights began flashing behind her She asked, why didn’t you pull them over too, Then left me to deal with the situation
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