I don't mean to sound like a broken record but Ziva has the rest of today's photos.
Speaking of records...
I don't mean to sound like a broken record but Ziva has the rest of today's photos.
Speaking of records...
I don't mean to sound like a broken record but Ziva has the rest of today's photos.
Speaking of records...
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The lights turned on and the curtain fell down,
And when it was over it felt like a dream,
They stood at the stage door and begged for a scream,
The agents had paid for the black limousine
That waited outside in the rain.
Did you see them, did you see them?
Did you see them in the river?
They were there to wave to you.
Could you tell that the empty quivered,
Brown skinned Indian on the banks
That were crowded and narrow,
Held a broken arrow?