eleven-twenty-nine

Updated: May 16, 2025

I'd seen enough of these shows where you ladies pike along with pincushions and fancy lemonade and infants' wear and mebbe a red plush chair, with gold legs, that plays 'Alice, Where Art Thou? when a person sets down on it with little girls speaking a few pieces about the flowers and lambs, and so on, and cleaning up about eleven-twenty-nine on the evening's revel or it would be that, only you find you forgot to pay the Golden Rule Cash Store for the red-and-blue bunting, and they're howling for their money like a wild-cat.

Harry Leon Wilson - Somewhere in Red Gap