Epitaph of a Black WidowEpitaph of a Black WidowEpitaph of a Black Widow
With hair as black as Satan’s heart, Expressions made of stone, With malice running through her veins, Evil in every bone, She was a widow, Black as can be, As husbands fourth and fifth, Both ended in tragedy, At hand of the abyss, Husband three was heart attack, She mourned for over a week, Husband two found black and blue, But he went in his sleep, None met worse end, You can depend, Than husband number one, But only he and her can know, How fast a bear can run, So cheers to you o’ lonely soul, &n
Less Than Two Months Till University!
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"Tip-toe, throoough the tuuulips"
xDD damn you an' your shirt, getting that song stuck in my head!!
it's a shame that he died performing that song :/
anywho, followed a link, thought i'd drop a hullo
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At the cutting edge of cocking about
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What an odd place we have on this internet
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