Ribunny: I like boxes *Hugs boxes* I luv you boxes!� 8D
Boxes: .... I'm a GIRL!!!
Ribunny: I think I hear voices 8D
Miles: O.o
Ribunny: I FEEL LIKE SINGING ONE OF MY FAV SONGS!!!
Miles: NOOO!!!! D8
Ribunny: Ahem!� *makes bold to look profesinal* XD
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemerry and thyme,
Remember me to one who lives there,
For she was once a true love of mine.
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt,
Parsley, sage, rosemerry and thyme,
Without any seam nor needlework,
Then she'll be a true love of mine.
Tell her to wash it in yonder dry well,
Parsley, sage, rosemerry and thyme,
Which never sprung water nor rain never fell,
Then she'll be a true love of mine.
Tell her to dry it on yonder dry thorn,
Parsley, sage, rosemerry and thyme,
Which never bore blossom since Adam was born,
And then she'll be a true love of mine.
Ask her to do me this courtesy,
Parsley, sage, rosemerry and thyme,
And ask for a like favour from me,
And then she'll be a true love of mine.
Have you been to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemerry and thyme,
Remember me to one who lives there,
For he once was�a true love of mine.
Ask him to plough it with a lamb's horn,
Parsley, sage, rosemerry and thyme,
And sow it all over with one peppercorn,
For then he'll be a true love of mine.
Ask him to reap it with a sickle of leather,
Parsley, sage, rosemerry and thyme,
And gather it up with a rope made of heather,
For then he'll be a true love of mine.
When he has done and finnished his work,
Parsley, sage, rosemerry and thyme,
Ask hime to come for his cambric shirt,
For then he'll be a true love of mine.
If you say that you can't, then I shall reply,
Parsley, sage, rosemerry and thyme,
Oh, let me know that at least you will try,
Or you'll never be a true love of mine.
Love imposes impossible tasks,
Parsley, sage, rosemerry and thyme,
But none more then any heart would ask,
I must know you're a true love of mine.
Ribunny: I loovvee that sone 8D
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