Thursday, August 16, 2007
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Adventures in Albion
Weep, weep O Walsingam, Whose dayes are nightes,
Blessings turned to blasphemies, Holy deedes to dispites.
Sinne is where our Ladye sate, Heaven turned is to helle;
Sathan sitte where our Lord did swaye,
Walsingam, oh, farewell!
2 comments:
Now try calling Rome.
It's your own silly fault for going to a country populated almost entirely be Italians.
You should stick to the Anglosphere.
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