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Apr. 16th, 2016|08:42 am |
Dear members of the bored,
Ev'ry morn, as the blackboard sings, The wolves of Tambov spread their wings: They weave a web in fight-on code, 'till evr'yone's column'd & row'd.
To-morro' morn, as the blackboard croaks, I say this with indemnity, good folx, Is hereby disbanded our dooordom bored, No fishbones! and bless Youse Lord. |
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