by ~Star Grace~ » Tue Mar 04, 2014 1:22 pm
"Whooooo Hooooo!" Cassidy called, throwing her hands over her head and swinging her hips.
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And who are you, the proud lord said
That I must bow so low?
Only a cat of a different coat,
That's all the truth I know.
And in a coat of red
Or a coat of gold
A lion still has claws.
And mine are long and sharp, my lord,
As long as sharp as yours.
And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That lord of Castamere.
Yet now the rains weep o'er his halls,
With no one there to hear.
Yes now the rains weep o'er his halls,
With not a soul to hear.
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