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Mad Willyum Bonney wrote:... well , oim not goin ta sum strange kitchen ta meat 'em .
Hmmm , oi hasint erd Powdarr fingarr fer a spell .
Anywun nose thee leerRicks ?
Dis be a bit ove et , oi fink .
Look out momma , there's a white boat coming up the river .
It's got numbers on the side and a man with a gun on the ridge . (?)
I think you better call John cause I don't think they ' re here to deliver the mail .
Daddy's gone , my brother's hunting in the mountain .
Big John's been drinking since the river took Emmy Lou .
So the powers that be left me here to do the thinking .
And I just turned twenty two.
I was wondering what to do .
The closer they got ,
the more those feelings grew .
Raised my rifle to my eye .
Didn't stop to wonder why .
Then I saw flash and head went to the sky .
Yarr , oi juss luv wot thet minstrel Neal Yung roites , sech luverly lines loike , " Ye arr loike a hurricane , tharrs calm in yer oi " an' " Oil be a minarr fer a harrt ove gold " .
Capellini wrote:It's a kind of pasta.
Rev. Rowan Redbeard wrote: when my ex and I were getting married, neither of us had any attachment to our last names. Collectively, we chose another name.