WHISKY IN THE GLASS.

Such as I that and Kerry-Berg have left.
I have captain Farrell and money have been met that he has expected.
I produced firstly my gun and produced then my rapier.
Say ', ' place of score and provide, because I am the fat defrauder.

Installation of corn salad rum suitable.
Around a condemnation of Imbecile.
Whack the imbecile of papa O.
Whack papa o.
Is there a whisky in the glass?

The superb dories have gladly looked at mint stickmen.
This way luminous.
And I have ' me with me the house and I have given '.
I to my Molly taken.
She has promised it and has sworn that she would deceive me never.
But the devil in the women and them can be simply never.

I entered at six and was awoken at seven.
Protection was entirely around me in odd and the equal numbers.
I have flown to my guns, but I was unfortunately confused.
For Mollies which my guns and prisoner I became am.
Signed have become, taken.

You I in the prison without place judges or letters.
Of the captain Farrell of Calgary mounts me to strip off.
But they have not taken my fists.
I have down therefore found the guard.

And to a departure the city offers some joy in fish.
To very narrow teen.
To the prison in Sligo and Bowling spiel now take.
And others take the joy in the car roll.
But I take the joy in the juice to barley.
And beautiful little girls who aim at the morning, thus asked.