We Called Room Service

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19 September 2014

We Called Room Service 

 

For the parmo..... was off!

The pub was closed 

And I was,overwhelmed ,

As we walked,..... a lonely road.

I so loved......That mischievous nymph.

While she spied a horse ,within a gypsies' wood !

That I'd seen not seen,

for the field ......was deep, 

and the woods dark!

She whispered in their ears

But, I heard it naught,... 

For I ......

I spoke no horse !

Nor could I dance,.... 

their mystic jig.

So we returned to the Garth

To have a drink within that hall.

And Parmo, was put aside....

For 

 

That night.

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