"Ah, yes, my son, it was a long, long time ago I first heard the guns", my father said to me as I sat on his lap, asking once again to hear that same old story about the beginning of the war. "There were a lot of us back then, more than you could count, and boy, did we give them well when it was all of us, together - why, you could hear us yelling over the fields from two miles away, they say. Bah."
A froggy would a-wooing go
ha-roomph
ha-roomph
To find a hose his dick to blow
ha-roomph
ha-roomph
He saw a great green lady frog
with long svelte legs
and golden eyes
but unfortunately
the wooing
froggie
died.
Without insurance!
"such quality programming on WMRA"
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