To every man upon this earth
Death cometh sooner or late
And how can a man die better
Than facing fearful odds
For the ashes of his fathers
And the temples of his Gods
Ethel the aardvark went quantity surveying, Mr Fish. A classic, dare I say it.
"Standing on your mother's corpse you told me that you'd wait forever." [Bryan Adams: Summer of 69]
would there be any prizes? um is it alright if i enter my sister into this competition
oops i mean enter her in that one too
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