"Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall.
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood,
Cries out, "My God, they killed them all!"
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world."
Well it was certainly blustery tonight at Lepe, the wind was blowin' and we had some showers too! But the sun came out and we played briefly in the playground. Another week bites the dust!
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