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As Evening brushed her long-gloved hand across the chest of the party, Barteners Jack y Joe brought Martini Hour south of the Border. |
\ With the right nectars, birds of all feathers are lured to the Flamingo Lounge. |
Love, soft as an easy chair. |
Doctor worked his mojo on the masses. |
and the mysteries of the Pinchy Dance were revealed. |
And Martini Hour flowed on and on... |
and on and on, even lulling Canadians into a false sense of security... |
until, at long last, the cups were finally empty, the juke shut down, and it was closing time once again. |