Drunk again That's it I cannot write a thing My mind is tired I cannot bring A damsel clothed in scanty dress to help me from this mild distress. I tell you sweetlings it is hard Once I thought of the green sward. And lo a maiden would suggest. That it was sweeter, how I jest. I did not meet you I... Sign in to see full entry.
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