So many casks, so little time
The peon looked over the barrels sublime
From every village a different taste
He had quietly sneaked in the castle with haste
Opened the gate, leapt over a hurdle
From then on the only sound was a gurgle.
So many casks, so little time
The peon looked over the barrels sublime
From every village a different taste
He had quietly sneaked in the castle with haste
Opened the gate, leapt over a hurdle
From then on the only sound was a gurgle.
I’m leaping that hurdle for sure, lol.
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