Pride Fills Me. I Am Sick With

The Oak Fought The Wind And Was Broken, The Willow Bent When It Must And Survived.

She’s Not For You, Nor You For Her; At Least, Not In The Way You Both Want.

There Is Some Delight In Ale And Wine And Some In Girls With Ankles Fine But My Delight, Yes Always Mine Is To Dance With Jak O’ The Shadows We Will Toss The Dice However They Fall And Snuggle The Girls Be They Short Or Tall Then Follow Lord Mat Whenever He Calls To Dance With Jak O’ The Shadows.

Never Prod At A Woman Unless You Must. She Will Kill You Faster Than A Man And For Less Reason, Even If She Weeps Over It After.

Almost Dead Yesterday, Maybe Dead Tomorrow, But Alive, Gloriously Alive, Today. -- Mat Cauthon