Ode to Paul Mcartney and Heather Mill.
They stood at the quayside at midnight.
Their lips were all a quiver.
She gave a cough. Her leg fell off.
And floated down the river.
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riverghost servicing your mum since,
Thu 31 Jan 2008, 9:38,
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haha
It's strange how old children's rhymes become functional as a result of McCartney's behaviour.
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drbroon abloooobloobloo,
Thu 31 Jan 2008, 9:41,
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