Wednesday, December 19, 2007

I do believe that, as is usually the case, Fiona says it best.

And what a thing, to know what could be instead
Oh, what a blessed curse; to see
It took the agenda from its place in my bed
Made a merry paramour of me
O' Sailor, why'd you do it?
What'd you do that for?
Saying there's nothing to it
And then letting it go by the boards


I never thought I would get a chance to pose the question.
But, the sailor that made a merry paramour of me has seemingly returned from asea.


O' Sailor, why'd you do it?
What'd you do that for?

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