Bloody men are like bloody buses -You wait for about a yearAnd as soon as one approaches your stopTwo or three others appear.
When the night-wind bewaileth the fall of the year,And sweeps from the forest the leaves that are sere;I wake from my slumber and list to the roarAnd it saith to my spirit, "No more, never more!"epes sargent
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