I can't make it on the 18th. I've got a princess party that day.
I can't make it on the 18th. I've got a princess party that day.
"Come all ye pretty, fair maids, whomever you may be,Who love a jolly sailor bold that plows the raging sea. My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold. There is nothing can console me but my jolly sailor bold.
- PotC4
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