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Now voe me I can zing on my business abrode:
Though the storm do beat down on my poll,
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Now voe me I can zing on my business abrode:
Though the storm do beat down on my poll,
There's a wife brighten'd vire at the end of my road,
An' her love, voe the jay o' my soul.
Mistress: Something between a mister and a mattress.
Mistress: Something between a mister and a mattress.
Nobody can misunderstand a boy like his own mother. Mothers at present can bring children into the world, but this read more
Nobody can misunderstand a boy like his own mother. Mothers at present can bring children into the world, but this performance is apt to mark the end of their capacities. They can't even attend to the elementary animal requirements of their offspring. It is quite surprising how many children survive in spite of their mothers.
It's my girl that advises. She has the head. But I never own to
it before her. Discipline must read more
It's my girl that advises. She has the head. But I never own to
it before her. Discipline must be maintained.
She is a winsome wee thing,
She is a handsome wee thing,
She is a bonny wee read more
She is a winsome wee thing,
She is a handsome wee thing,
She is a bonny wee thing,
This sweet wee wife o' mine.
Only a few human beings should grow to the square mile; they are commonly planted too close.
Only a few human beings should grow to the square mile; they are commonly planted too close.
Someone once asked me why women don't gamble as much as men do and I gave the commonsensical reply that read more
Someone once asked me why women don't gamble as much as men do and I gave the commonsensical reply that we don't have as much money. That was a true but incomplete answer. In fact, women's total instinct for gambling is satisfied by marriage.
An undutiful Daughter will prove an unmanageable Wife.
An undutiful Daughter will prove an unmanageable Wife.
In peace the sons bury their fathers, but in war the fathers bury their sons.
In peace the sons bury their fathers, but in war the fathers bury their sons.
