AllyRose
What fresh Hell is this?
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Oh don't get me started on that BS....
How'd the salad go?
Eh, it went okay.
I tossed it.
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Oh don't get me started on that BS....
How'd the salad go?
Eh, it went okay.
I tossed it.
Lettuce pray that it never happens again.
Olive how you're weaving words right now.
The olive thing's a bit of a stretch.
The pale moon was rising above the green mountains,
The sun was declining beneath the blue sea;
When I strayed with my love to the pure crystal fountain,
That stands in the beautiful Vale of Tralee.
She was lovely and fair as the rose of the summer,
Yet 'twas not her beauty alone that won me;
Oh no, 'twas the truth in her eyes ever dawning,
That made me love Mary, the Rose of Tralee.
The cool shades of evening their mantle were spreading,
And Mary all smiling was listening to me;
The moon through the valley her pale rays was shedding,
When I won the heart of the Rose of Tralee.
Though lovely and fair as the Rose of the summer,
Yet 'twas not her beauty alone that won me;
Oh no, 'twas the truth in her eyes ever dawning,
That made me love Mary, the Rose of Tralee.
In the far fields of India, 'mid wars dreadful thunders,
Her voice was a solace and comfort to me,
But the chill hand of death has now rent us asunder,
I'm lonely tonight for the Rose of Tralee.
She was lovely and fair as the rose of the summer,
Yet 'twas not her beauty alone that won me;
Oh no, 'twas the truth in her eyes ever dawning,
That made me love Mary, the Rose of Tralee.
Lyrics from The Rose of Tralee.
You're gonna miss me by my walk.
You're gonna miss me by my talk.
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone.
But you are here!
I can prove I'm somewhere else.
Only if I am there to judge
But if you're there, and I'm not here but someplace else, then how will you judge?