Was a drunkard fisherman's prentice sometimes napping in the caves.
Alight with her sundry excitement.
And lo barren hoods protruded with sweet berry In her swollen belly.
Arose fortnightly when the garments were fondled in her eulogy and fishermen tithes of a portion of trade to pour her egregious benediction that she burst into tears anew.
Now the monk immersed in same encomium a doting party in her regalia and dancers lavish their moods,
A posh lord of the pyrates at his dissent and
Had mocked the party distorted the eulogy with cacophonous liegemen
"When you see their praise in ceremonies and lavish parties
Split them with splendiferous smithereens and cart away their luxuries."
Since deposition and lordship of the King's estates
Pyrates Lord's had usurped the joyous moods at maledectine for his own glory.
Mocked and repressed the lavish parties with bitter folks and gangsters from encroaching woods.
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