mistoferin
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This thread reminds me of an old Irish tune....
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THE BANKS OF RED ROSES
Oh, when I was a young girl, I heard my mother say
That I was a foolish lass and easily led astray
And before that I would work, I’d soon as sport and play
With my Johnny on the banks of red roses
On the banks of red roses, my love and I sat down
And he took out a fiddle for to play his love a tune
In the middle of the tune, she sighed and she said
"Johnny, oh my Johnny, never leave me"
So he took her to his lodge and he treated her to tea
Saying "Drink my dearest Mary and come along with me"
Saying "Drink my dearest Mary and come along with me
To the lovely sweet banks of red roses"
Then they walked and they talked 'till they came unto a cave
Where Johnny all the day had been digging up a grave
Where Johnny all the day had been digging up a grave
For to leave his Mary low among the roses
Then he pulled out his pen knife, it was both long and sharp
And he plunged it right into his own dear Mary's heart
Yes, he plunged it right into his own dear Mary's heart
And he left her lying low among the roses
Yes, it is possible to disappear forever........
< Message edited by mistoferin -- 4/28/2008 10:58:22 AM >
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Peace and light,
~erin~
There are no victims here...only volunteers.
When you make a habit of playing on the tracks, you thereby forfeit the right to bitch when you get hit by a train.
"I did it! I admit it and I'm gonna do it again!"
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RE: enslavement - 
That makes me think, If you just dissapear you could have the police thinking you were kidnapped and that could end badly.
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