When I ask if she can spare a tittynope of her love for this hopeless sailor
I was dealt three of a kind, wired.
John Brown's body lies a-mouldering in the grave, but his soul goes marching on!
While the dog in concentrating at a given task, the tail is carried low and used for balance. In excitement it may rise level with the back. A “gay” tail is a fault.
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