We are not the barbecue police. We are not in charge of security. |
You wouldn't believe On All Hallow Eve What lots of fun we can make, With apples to bob, And nuts on the hob,
And a ring-and-thimble cake. |
You wouldn't believe On All Hallow Eve What lots of fun we can make, With apples to bob, And nuts on the hob, And a ring-and-thimble cake. |
Youth is a silly, vapid state, Old age with fears and ills is rife; This simple boon I beg of Fate - A thousand years of Middle Life |