There once was a parson from Kings,
Who spoke about God and such things.
But his deepest desire
Was a boy in the choir
With a bum like a jelly on springs.
Boru
Who spoke about God and such things.
But his deepest desire
Was a boy in the choir
With a bum like a jelly on springs.
Boru
‘But it does me no injury for my neighbour to say there are twenty gods or no gods. It neither picks my pocket nor breaks my leg.’ - Thomas Jefferson