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Gold Rush Brides El Dorado beckons them and every cheek is perennially soft Bright careers perch lofty on HEPA air is heaven, bottled water's divine The eager brides from far off lands of sticking in their fingers, They stream to a sugar daddy, Already they've been had. ~Annette Marie Hyder Annette is a freelance writer whose credits include regular contributions to an international bridal magazine, short stories, articles, and many poems. Email. © 2000 by Annette Marie Hyder. All Rights Reserved.
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