Kimberley Holmes · Jul 10, 2010
Trust Me, I Don't Know Where I Get This

Remind me to attack the dictionary
'Cause I don’t remember the meaning of atrophy
There’s going to be an entire generation of people
With terrible hearing and even worse spelling
We should go back to “Good Morrow Sir”
Ye day is Thursday, Day of penance
Have you a Shilling for my new born son?

 
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