EL Rabbo: eats peyote for knowledge LeSuzie: just happened to open a door

- EL Rabbo: appears in these final seconds of twenty twenty four and there is no one waiting to play the piano with. 

LeSuzie: is not here this year, instead staying in her fairly small world three states away.

EL Rabbo: welcome to twenty twenty five announces El Rabbo before fading away.

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EL Rabbo: ate peyote for knowledge LeSuzie: just happened to open a door Rabbo DeLux: the cousin

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LeSuzie: well that sixty seconds sure seemed to evaporate rather swiftly.

Rabbo DeLux: i captured a photograph of the moment EL Rabbo appeared, of you and your expression. i also took a photograph as EL Rabbo sat next to you on the piano bench. of course EL Rabbo is not in any of the photos because of him now being a ghost. although you know that he is there next to you when you see the photographs i captured of you two.

LeSuzie: traveling these years to be here in the courtyard as EL Rabbo would play this piano, or the piano in the cellar where no one goes but us, then EL Rabbo requesting i sing along, or play, even today, EL Rabbo a ghost only appearing for one minute just before the new year then right then EL Rabbo will disappear, all of this, is worth every sixty s-e-c-o-n-d-s. now you here too play the piano would you? i would never have imagined all those years ago being here under very normal circumstances i open a door to my room and in walked a giant human-size rabbit introduced as EL Rabbo. seems EL Rabbo wanted to tune the piano in the corner of my room. 

Rabbo DeLux: i would love to play but the thing is i fell asleep out in the snow a few nights ago i am still mostly numb from that could not play the piano although you should play the piano i will capture a photograph of that. also, yes, for as long as ELRabbo owned this hotel this piano in the courtyard would come alive every new year eve. it is the only time you are here too.

LeSuzie: i have deep thoughts about not coming back, each year. i am vexed on what i should do. in the meantime of my trying to come to that decision i arrive back here. maybe tomorrow i will decide. 

Rabbo DeLux: will you also sing? play the piano, and sing?

LeSuzie: i will.

Rabbo DeLux: may i capture a photograph, maybe two?

LeSuzie: yes, please. will you be also singing?

Rabbo DeLux: i will.

LeSuzie: perfect.

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welcome to twenty twenty three

written by  Keith Richards-Mick Jagger

Childhood living is easy to do The things that you wanted I bought them for you Graceless lady you know who I am You know I can't let you slide through my hands I watched you suffer a dull aching pain Now you've decided to show me the same No sweeping exit or offstage lines Could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind I know I've dreamed you a sin and a lie I have my freedom but I don't have much time Faith has been broken tears must be cried Let's do some living after we'll die Wild horses couldn't drag me away Wild, wild horses we'll ride them some day Wild horses couldn't drag me away Wild, wild horses we'll ride them some day.

© Abkco Music, Inc. 1971

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