17 June 2012
@naaviie @Delilah
The poor little Irish lass Beleaguered and bedraggled Shooing nasty Pickers Oh, how it made her scramble! You could often hear her wailing through her castle so fair, " my kingdom for my sock! Just to have a pair!" Ranting and raving through the corridors at those nasty Pickers whilst in dark, dreary corners they hid, emanating snickers. And then one day, upon his steed so proud, came a handsome prince and his wizard dressed in a starlit shroud. "Fair Princess, I've heard of your plight. I've heard how your knickers and socks always take flight. I've brought my wise wizard to make quick work of these Pickers. And restore once again to you your frilly, fancy knickers."
Princess Delilah's Curse • Opuss № I