Then will he strip his shorts and show his drawers.
And say 'These stains I had on Crispin's day!'... The poop was beaten gold;Scholars believe that the sails were perfumed to cover up the smell of the poop.
Purple the sails, and so perfumed that
The winds were love-sick with them...
Sing no more ditties, sing no moe,posted by pont at 9:00 AM on January 16
Of dumps so dull and heavy!
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