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Did I hear that right…?
My bad, I heard him
talking over ma’s bum,
about how the snakes
pied passage thru Ireland;
admittedly, I was panicked,
and then it dawned on me
they were religious, and
knew nothing of Parliament
or teal striped PJ's;
I'll wear a Kevlar dress,
and speak only of lavender;
I could probably pull it off…
talking over ma’s bum,
about how the snakes
pied passage thru Ireland;
admittedly, I was panicked,
and then it dawned on me
they were religious, and
knew nothing of Parliament
or teal striped PJ's;
I'll wear a Kevlar dress,
and speak only of lavender;
I could probably pull it off…
Published 16th Aug 2014
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16th Aug 2014 1:33am
saint patrick meets oliver
cromell in a sweet smelling
meadow dressed only in
night attire of you never..:)
but I pa ra phrase...
cromell in a sweet smelling
meadow dressed only in
night attire of you never..:)
but I pa ra phrase...
I knew that whole yellow snake thing would get blue out of proportion by that tea banger gang. Yet that's a lovely picture by, the way. Thank you..:)
16th Aug 2014 5:14pm
17th Aug 2014 1:47am
