Since we are now scraping the bottom of the barrel, we cannot go without the classic!
There was a young lady from Ryde,
Who ate some green apples and died;
The apples fermented
Inside the lamented,
And made cider inside her inside
(Anonymous)
There was a young lady from Ryde,
Who ate some green apples and died;
The apples fermented
Inside the lamented,
And made cider inside her inside
(Anonymous)
No God, No fear.
Know God, Know fear.
Know God, Know fear.