__________________ Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
__________________ Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Yeah, I heard that, too. Probably just idle chit-chat. Everyone knows he didn't have eyes.
__________________ Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
__________________ Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Yeah, that coupled with Jerry-Lee Lewis' audio-recipient perception, right? Right? Riiiiiight?
__________________ Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Oh, my apologies. I thought you were one of the suffragettes.
What heroic cause do you fight for?
__________________ Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Oh, yes. Please recruit me. I would be very proud to march for the apples, as my brother was an apple...once.
Is there any sort of uniform? Perhaps we wear hats?
__________________ Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Oh, wonderful! May I be green? It's a colour I have a great affinity for...
Mainly because my brother, the apple, was a Granny Smith. Perversely, my paternal grandmother was more of watermelon. You can choose your friends (all apples), but you can't choose your family.
Do you have any sad stories to sell? I will buy matches.
__________________ Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Gender: Unspecified Location: With Cinderella and the 9 Dwarves
As much as I hate watermelons, at least they do have a pretty good colour, not like those oranges...eww. Why is there no colour called Apple anyways, I mean, discrimination much, right?
Sad stories, well, of course an apple activist like me has many, many stories of sadness. After all, struggling apples in the 40s invented the blues.
Personally, I think blue should be called apple, what do you say?
It sounds like a perfect idea, but where do we sign up for something like that? I just had a look outside my window, but I couldn't see any shops with signs in their windows saying, 'Sign Up For Blue Being Called Apple Here!'.
When something like this happens, it makes you think that you're in one of those movies where everyone is being watched all the time, and someone's got a plot to blow something up. It makes me feel that I shouldn't trust anyone. Not even my dog. Maybe the apples should go to war?
__________________ Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
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