12-18-2014, 11:57 PM
As he who was beforetime Dale
started to wither and ail
he became our erthona,
old as Babylonia,
sure to prick with his barb til we wail.
All arrows thrown at dale earn cake.
started to wither and ail
he became our erthona,
old as Babylonia,
sure to prick with his barb til we wail.
All arrows thrown at dale earn cake.
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