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From you have I been absent in the spring,
When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim,

Hath put a spirit of youth in everything,

That heavy Saturn laughed and leaped with him,

Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell

All I want to do tomorrow will defenitely be sleeping while the song ''Flightless Bird American Mouth'' is on and on and on again ;)Hmm..I still have homeworks still undone...Screw them..BABITED. ..Drugs are bad mmmkayy =D .Yeshh I know you gamble human~!I

Roxanne told me to watch it and I did.I can laugh until I die.