The verse and the chorus
The birds and the bees
May smite or ignore us despite our pleas
What is this terrible thing brings us towering to our knees?
Maybe we should fall in Love....
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Written in by a flowing feminine hand, in fine black ink in a battered, sea-stained diary... )
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Sorry, you have a typo there. It should read "Rum-cake will be served." Far more economical that way.
Mmmmmmm...rum cake.
Now, to find Molly...
Yes, you should do that. Post-haste.
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This is Makes Molly Happy cake. Molly makes it for friends, then doesn't let them have any.
But Molly would share with Dinah, because THIS is a time for celebration.
http://cuban-christmas.com/cake_ron.html
(made with orange liqueur instead of 'nanner)
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We ARE pirates, after all. We can have our rum and eat it, too.
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You plan things through much better than I.
I rejoice at the thought of having rum and EATING rum.
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I think she was replaced by a Broccoli-Pod Person from a mad scientist in Begma, and the real Dinah is still in the dungeons somewhere.
Seriously, Dinah saying she's never been happier, and plunder isn't involved?
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Best. Invitation. Ever.
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I should be delighted to go to the wedding with you.
Wait a minute. Who is she marrying?
Hm....The last wedding I attended ended with me throwing a Maid of Honor into a cake. I shall enveavour to comport myself with more dignity this time.
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