Scarlet Begonias....by the Grateful Dead

Scarlet Begonias....by the Grateful Dead

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  • Prompt: As I was walking round Grosvenor square. Not a chill to the winter, but a nip to the air. From the other direction , she was calling my eye. It could be an illusion but I might as well try. She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes and I knew without asking She was into the blues. she wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls. I knew right away.She was not like other girls. in the thick of the evening when the dealing got rough. She was too pat to open and to cool to bluff. As I picked up my matches and was closing the door. I had one of those flashes I'd been there before. I aint often right, but I've never been wrong.It seldom turns out the way it does in the song. Once in a while you get shown the light in the strangest of places if you look at it right. Well there ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves. All scarlett begonias or a touch of the blues. The wind in the willows playing tea for two. The sky was yellow and the Sun was blue. strangers stopping strangers just to shake their hand everybody's playing in the heart of gold band.
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