Mood: ambivalent
"'You know what I'd like to be? I mean if I had my goddam choice?'
'What? Stop swearing.'
'You know that song "If a body catch a body comin' through the rye"? I'd like--'
'It's "If a body meet a body coming through the rye"!' old Phoebe said. 'It's a poem. By Robert Burns.'I thought it was "If a body catch a body,"' I said. '
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