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<body topmargin=0 leftmargin=0 marginheight=0 marginwidth=0> <table cellpadding=0 cellspacing=0 border=0 height="100%"><tr> <td valign="top" width=200 BGCOLOR="#99FFFF" TEXT="#F7F7FF"> <bR> </td> <td valign="top" width="100%" BGCOLOR="#33CCFF" TEXT="#080000"> <div> <B>No days</B></div> <bR> <bR> <div> <A HREF="index.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="The Glubs and the Noodles">The Glubs and the Noodles</A></div> <bR> <div> <A HREF="donky.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Donky">Donky</A>   |   <B>No days</B>   |   <A HREF="white.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="White">White</A>   |   <A HREF="tubar.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Tubar">Tubar</A>   |   <A HREF="do_ghosts_cry.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Do Ghosts Cry?">Do Ghost's Cry?</A>   |   <A HREF="love47.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Love">Love</A></div> <bR> <div> <I><B>Paris, April 8th, Government Tax site still unable to cope with the traffic.</B></I></div> <bR> <bR> <div> <B>I always wanted to make it.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>They say that when I was just a little brat I was ashamed of my long bony legs, the kind of legs you see in pictures of Venus Williams when she was not yet the Number one.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>I do not remember those days.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>I knew I wanted them to know that I was there.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>Donky Dunk?</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>You don't think my mother called me Donky Dunk? </B></div> <bR> <div> <B>Which mother would call her daughter Donky Dunk?</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>Se always called me Honey. </B></div> <bR> <div> <B>I did not like Honey very much.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>She called me Honey.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>She used to call me my Chunk of Honey and hold me in her arms. It was safe and warm and I was the only one.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>They could have taken her money, stolen whatever she had in the House, probably they were angry that they could not find much money, that they could not steal anything worth so they broke her teeth and her jaw;</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>Then when she called me it sounded like Dunky and she called me her Doney, her only Doney.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>They heard her, then at school they started calling me Donky;</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>After I had settled that point they used to call me, but not in front of me, Dunk.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>She died, I was no longer any bodie's Honey.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>When I applied for the job, they asked for my name and I told them Donky Dunk, looking at them straight in the eyes; they hesitated a bit, then they wrote it down.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>They wanted me to be the coffee carrier; Black and no sugar, you idiot! Can't you even remember how I like my coffee?</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>He thought of himself as such a big brave man. When he got hit, he suddenly was no longer that big, still too big to be carried so I had to slid under him and crawl all the way back, like some idiotic turtle. I was really an idiotic turtle, they asked why I had bothered to bring back a dead man?</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>They thought I was brave, that I would go where none of them would dare go, they did not know, a Donky, who care about a Donky?, you load as much as you can and then you sit on top and if it does not want to move you take a branch, preferably one of those covered with thorns and then you wipe it and the Donky moves.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>Yes I would go anywhere, that would not give her back her teeth and I would never be anyone's Chunk of Honey, I would for ever be Donky Dunk.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>I was young outside, I was afraid of nothing outside, they wanted me to be the anchor woman, show what a liberal and open minded free of add channel they were.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>I said yes.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>Don't ask me why I said yes.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>I said yes;</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>I became the face.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>Everybody would know my face.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>My smile would be famous, many would try to imitate it, that smile that did not show the teeth, if you show your teeth they will hit you and brake your teeth and it you don't not cry loud enough they will brake your jaw.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>I loved going to the First of  Plays, all the men would gather around me, some would even be too shy to be near me, the women would smile at men hoping that I would fall dead. I would not fall dead, I was dead.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>I was Donky Dunk, I made the news, I made the reputations, many claimed to have been in my bed, I did not bother to comment, I would just smile my famous smile that did not show my teeth, if you let them enter into your bed, they would start telling everybody about your broken teeth.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>I was Donky Dunk, I wanted nice shiny teeth,</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>I was dead.</B></div> <bR> <bR> <bR> </td> </tr></table></body>