One word; yikes!!!! That story looks an
awful lot different to the one I saw two days ago
You know, I'm undecided about whether I should hug you or thwap you!!
But okay, DEFINITE hugs for this;
"It's 'She Moved Thro' the Fair', Sara's favourite song. It's an old Irish song she loves to sing, and she has even won a few prizes with it."
Awwwwwwww, you remembered!!
She stepped away from me and she moved thro' the fair, and fondly I watched her move here and move there... Sweet Divine Mother Of All That Is Pure!!!
As I've said before - you've definitely been hanging around me too much :p
I *could* go on about how leprechauns don't really exist, shamrocks are very *very* uncommon and how if you REALLY wanted to get me an 'authentic Irish birthday present', that new anthology of Patrick Kavanagh's poems would be a much better idea, but... I'll digress for now
Oh and Sara, can you really sing?
Ehrm... well... to be honest, Tricia, it's a matter of opinion more than anything else at this stage! I'm getting voice training, though, and I really really *love* to sing, so...
BTW, Sara, do you really throw shamrocks to people?
Ehrm... no comment
Anyway, Sas, ignore all my whining and know that really when I said "I'm going to kill you", I meant
thanks And wow!! Even though this was, in your own words, written to poke fun at me <g> you made a really good job out of it - in fact, I might have to reconsider that evilness thing...
Sara [the angelic singing one
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