The female monarch of the Mississippi River — perhaps you grasp what I'm intimating here. The female monarch of the Mississippi River — she tutored me in every subject.
In the vicinity of Vicksburg, Mississippi, which is just across the Louisiana state line, a woman of French-Canadian extraction inhabited a riverboat which had been christened in honor of the female monarch of the Mississippi River.
This woman made her living as a dancer; she was more graceful after a glass or two of claret. Other gentlemen were enjoying her performances, and so was I, although to a greater degree than they were; perhaps you grasp what I'm intimating here.
This woman invited me to be her romantic partner and I replied that I would do my utmost to fulfill that duty.
In order to maintain her appearance, I purchased a great deal of expensive clothing for her. And so while other fellows were earning income, I was spending it.
Hey, female monarch of the Mississippi River.
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