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there is a pub a merry pubatop a Parisian hilland here they brew a beer so brownban v came down one night to drink his filland there they hand a funny geomighty fond of jokeslash embraced good banter chasedand drink intill he chokedand always a Colombianproud as any queenand when fit men would come aroundshe'd play with her hair and preen
makes me smile so i hope to pass it on
by the way i wrote that about the pub i work in niw if ever your in Paris....
Paris is a wonderful place... not really romantic but nice..... to visit I suppose that, like a long relationship, the looks start to go and you no longer see the person you found so attractive in the nightclub.... but more whats keeping you in the relationship. having said that I don"t live in Paris as i like to have good soil under my feet. I'm out in the sticks but.. oh and thats another thing about Europe in general the country side is never far away
what would you like paris the city with a 1000 suprises
It was specifically for you
the clichélife is like a rollercoasterup and down it goes where you get off it nobody know'sscream if you wanna go fasterwalk at snails pacedont let work be your mastermore speed less hasteits not finished but hay prefered to type it then write it
nice Hadrian.. I have missed you.
they just wernt ready for me. scared they might be dazzled by my brilliance and over come with un-pious behavior.... or was it more to do with the fact i had a really bad west country accent with a lithsp
but never mind the fool would jest and i would carry on regard-lesscarry my heart upon my sleevebut for me they would never grieveand is i that live abroad they who live in same towntiss i with smile broadupon them i frown now