Old Mother Hubbard
Went to the cupboard
To fetch her poor doggy a bone.
But when she bent down
The dog came around . . .
Woo! No, that’s not the version I know.
The spirit of Toli lives!
Devilish Saxon – oops, an Angle, as he insisted – a thousand years on, and I can’t escape him
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