It’s the first day of
It’s the hap, happiest season:
Eleven months without carols.
That is my reason.
It’s the first day of
It’s the hap, happiest season:
Eleven months without carols.
That is my reason.
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Oh you’d better watch out.
You probably will die.
You slept with your sister,
Not gonna lie.
Game of Thrones is coming to town.
You’ve finished the season
And now you must wait.
Don’t lose your head…
Oops, too late.
Game of Thrones is coming to town.
The characters are creepy.
The show keeps you awake.
They’ll kill off eveyone you like,
So like Joffrey for all our sakes.