"Of all the things I've lost, I miss my mind the most."
-Mark Twain
Monday, 15 June 2009
YPP poem
this was created by me off teh top of my head during a pillage, please note the "ow" sound should be lengthened, to rhyme with a "posh" flow.
Let not the bilge flow,
Into the hold of this fair dhow,
Lest we be food to a minnow,
Sail swiftly, to the bag of PoE.
Into the hold of this fair dhow,
Lest we be food to a minnow,
Sail swiftly, to the bag of PoE.
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