Sam, it's your turn to clear the snow!
But Ma, can't Pa go?
Oh, come on Sam, don't test me so,
It's your turn, as well you know.
I'll do it if you pay me dough!
Just do it, Sam, or your tea I'll throw,
In the bin. I'll do it you know.
Oh, alright, Ma, I'll clear the snow,
And when it's done, the grass I'll mow!
Granted, but you are tied to the mizzen mast and forced to wear blinkers!
I wish I could speak Unwinese.
I stayed up all night wondering where the sun went. Suddenly it dawned on me!
Granted, but now you have to learn to walk and talk again... AND STOP CRYING!
I wish I could play the Guitar.
And the joy of relaxation. (175)
Confine - Payment demanded when caught cheating.