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[maddest]

[The PCD catches Break singing has he manages the dishes.]

Twelve for the twelve Apostles
Eleven for the eleven who went to heaven,
Ten for the ten commandments,
Nine for the nine bright shiners,
Eight for the April Rainers,
Seven for the seven stars in the sky,

[Up to his elbows in soap, voice pleasant, but wheezy.]

Six for the six proud walkers,
Five for the symbols at your door,
Four for the Gospel makers,
Three, three, the rivals,
Two, two, the lily-white boys,
Clothèd all in green, O and
One is one and all alone
And evermore shall be so!

Comments

[al_truism]

Does she have a cold? Her voice is much deeper than usual.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

She's imitating me!

[al_truism]

I wouldn't put it past her.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Conniving little tart.

[al_truism]

Xerxes! She's only a little thing.

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

She's old enough to know better.

[al_truism]

I suppose so.

[But he's laughing.]

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

How are you?

[al_truism]

I'm all right. My house is a bit quieter lately, though.

Do you have any plans for the end of the month?

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Not as of yet, why?