Drink up thy cider George, pass I round the jug
Drink up thy cider George, thy garden's well nigh dug
There's dung all o'er the taters and half up thy gaters
And there's still more cider in the jug
(Drink up thy cider George, thy garden's well nigh dug
There's dung all o'er the taters and half up thy gaters
And there's still more cider in the jug
F5 F5 F5 Can't be arsed.,
Fri 28 Jul 2006, 11:04,
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