Ar—cher—Ja—cob! Johnny piped after her, pivoting round on his heel, and strewing the grass and leaves in his hands as if he were sowing seed.
Ar—cher—Ja—cob!
Let's go get them heinies, Sergeant, I challenged, with forced good cheer.
Let's go get them heinies, Sergeant,
Some 11 members of Somerton council's complement of 15 stepped down on Tuesday.
[…] Mrs. Gummidge […], I am sorry to relate, cast a damp upon the festive character of our departure, by immediately bursting into tears […]
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