WOULD YOU LIKE TO SIT DOWN???
And waited patiently about,
patiently about, patiently about,
And waited patiently about
till Mary did appear.
F this S, I’m moving on.
Welcome, readers. What a fortuitous arrival! It just so happens that at this very instant I am muscling my way out of a nasty bog. After much grasping around in the mud, fingernails found a hearty root and dragged me to solid ground. Ah, That air sure feels nice!
