Bring me flesh, and bring me wine.
Bring me pine logs hither.
Thou and I will see him dine
When we bear the thither.
Page and monarch, forth they went,
Forth they went together
Through the rude wind's wild lament
And the bitter weather.
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Bring me flesh, and bring me wine.
Bring me pine logs hither.
Thou and I will see him dine
When we bear the thither.
Page and monarch, forth they went,
Forth they went together
Through the rude wind's wild lament
And the bitter weather.
Sire, the night is darker now,
And the wind blows stronger.
Fails my heart, I know not how.
I can go no longer.
Ark my footsteps my good page,
Tread thou in them boldly:
Thou shalt find the winter's rage
Freeze thy blood less coldly.
In his master's step he trod,
Where the snow lay dented.
Heat was in the very sod
Which the saint had printed.
Therefore, Christian men, be sure,
Wealth or rank possessing,
Ye who now will bless the poor
Shall yourselves find blessing.
Shortly after Corneo's Gang left, the Shumi Tribe decided to go kick the butts of all the remnants of other gangs around the place. But none of them could afford the bus so Del Murder just took Miriel along with him to Fat Chocobos where she figured she could take over Murd's leaderless gang since it had money.
Man, you're straight trippin'. Don't hate the playa, hate the game.Quote:
Originally Posted by Vyk
These kind of threads are not tolerated in Feedback. They have nothing to do with feedback, actually. *closes*