Remember remember the 5th of November,
The Gunpowder, Treason and Plot,
I know of no reason why the gunpowder treason
should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, 'twas his intent
to blow up the King and the Parliament.
Three score barrels of powder below,
Poor old England to overthrow:
By God's providence he was catch'd
With a dark lantern and burning match.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, make the bells ring.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the King!
Hip hip hoorah!
P.S. Blogging, the reading of blogging and the commenting on said blogging, shall resume soon. Thank you for your paitence.
4 comments:
A phenomena: you spelled patience wrong!
I don't know what to believe in any more.
what's really strange is when a country celebrates a holiday that isn't theirs... like, oh I don't know... St. Patricks Day? ;)
Come back soon!
Looking forward to your come back!
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