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Oh yeah, funny things are filling the sky and the stars buck and kick like wild stallions to keep their room. Not nice, playin' with the stars like that. Twinkle, twinkle. They'll cry and flood the world and no one will be left. It'll be dark, yeah, but not half so funny as I want it to be. They're all noisy at night.
My girls, they've got an itch. Can't hunt, can't kill, not under a mummy's boot. We'll take a trip. I miss Prague. Bright and hot, filled me warm....though not always pleasant. Back to Paris and Berlin and London and all the pretty places that the fishies sit between us an' them. Just my girls and me, three pretty girls. There will be parasols and I can poke their wicked eyes out like tasty grapes.
*walks around a circle of her dolls* All related, all pretty in their rows. Doesn't know, does he? My knight, so brave, doesn't see a trap. The evils men do to the nice folk who stand by their ladies. Grr, bad doggies. I'll tell my white prince to be wary of the black knight and he can ride in on a pony's back and mince, mince the meat. But, shh, can't tell all. *giggles and looks at her dollies* Baby's got to learn his lessons.
My girls, they've got an itch. Can't hunt, can't kill, not under a mummy's boot. We'll take a trip. I miss Prague. Bright and hot, filled me warm....though not always pleasant. Back to Paris and Berlin and London and all the pretty places that the fishies sit between us an' them. Just my girls and me, three pretty girls. There will be parasols and I can poke their wicked eyes out like tasty grapes.
*walks around a circle of her dolls* All related, all pretty in their rows. Doesn't know, does he? My knight, so brave, doesn't see a trap. The evils men do to the nice folk who stand by their ladies. Grr, bad doggies. I'll tell my white prince to be wary of the black knight and he can ride in on a pony's back and mince, mince the meat. But, shh, can't tell all. *giggles and looks at her dollies* Baby's got to learn his lessons.