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PRISON WRITINGS JOHNSON She said, "Honey, that will be fine sport, I'll wear my new suede sporting coat And then we'll watch the horses run And you and I will have great fun." When in the Clubhouse and all set I asked her, whom she'd like to bet? She looked at me, wide opened eyes Filled both with wonder and surprise. She said, "Why love, I never bet The ladies in my churchly set A betting man won't recognize Him, they may even ostracize." "They say it is a mortal sin It does not good what ere you win And with all that I do agree That kind of money sickens me." I listened to this platitude I never like to act up rude And then I went my merry way Each horse I bet on won that day. And when they were back in their stalls My pockets looked like two footballs My wife gave me the sweetest smile Said, "Hon, I knew it all the while." "You are so nice and sweet and wise That when you win, it's no surprise, We've won our bets, there's no need stopping So come, sweetheart, and let's go shopping." 231