07-16-2018, 10:55 PM
Xapul had dragged herself close enough to be considered part of the...game, she assumed it was. Though, she wasn't...sure what exactly they were doing. "May I ask: What is this 'smooch'?" she chimed in, lifting her head ever so slightly to prove they had her utmost attention. "It sounds much like a disease. Are we fond of contracting such things in the forms of games here?"
Ply her heart with gold and silver.
Take your sweetheart down to the river.
Dash her on the paving stones,
It may break your heart to break her bones,
But someone's got to do the culling...
Take your sweetheart down to the river.
Dash her on the paving stones,
It may break your heart to break her bones,
But someone's got to do the culling...