What's Next - Margarita (MystresMyna)
De brought me the word,
Tex Mex es dead.
Adios mi esposo...
We es no longer wed.
Mi wound es healing,
Mi corazon es not.
Will I now
Sit in jail and rot?
To mi crimes I admit,
Out of venganza and fear;
And now mi futro,
Is no clear.
Senorita Darkly,
She is been so kind;
Der es no way,
In her an amigo I find.
She give mi a job,
Den her trust I betray.
I hope she forgive mi,
To da Santos I pray.
Da rest of da town,
May want mi to hang;
For bein' part of,
Tex Mex y su gang.
I ask dem for mercy,
And if de forgive...
After I pay da price,
In BG I may live.
A nueva vida,
Es what I seek.
No mas chica mala,
I es turn de other cheek.
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Busted Gulch vol 7
AdventureThe Jail is gone. The Church is still being rebuilt. The Tent City is growing and so is the Crime Rate. Dogs are running rampant, cats are prohibited, but thankfully muffins are back on the menu. But with Busted Gulch's last Mayor being arrested for...