As I was walking down the frog and toad, I decided that I was thirsty. So I got in me jam jar and went home. Walked up the apples and pears, had a dig in the grave and put on me whistle and flute. I told the ol' trouble and strife that I was garn darn the battle cruiser with a few of me chinas. In the Old Nags Head I nearly had a barney wiv a ginger beer, you know, Old Tony him who's an iron hoof. I got totally brahms and list, not to mention borrassic.

hehehe sort that one out.