raises a goblet of wine in toast
O wisest man of skill and speech,
That goodly men doth fain beseech,
To flite with greedy masters rich,
That thrive as swinkers delve their ditch.
Lest folk be blind in night unread,
The light of ken, their right, ye shed.
By standard bright, I hope your hand
Will lead all folks about the land,
To freedom’s bliss and knowledge hale,
Lest life become some lifeless sale.
Happy birthday, Sephiroth Katana !
-Archaic word explanations-
skill = reasoning
fain = gladly
flite = contend (from Old English flitan)
swinkers = those who toil
unread = unadvised (from Old English unræd)
Happy B-day, Mr. Katana!
Bring on the naked lesbian twins!
Wow, SK gets two happy b-day threads? He must be “special” <.<
Have a happy day, SK~ ^_~
Happy birthday! You gotta fight, for your right, to paaaarty!
Thank you! Thank you kindly! waves And, Sir Percival, your verse is as always most impressive. I’ll gladly drink with you anytime.
HAPPY ONE YEAR CLOSER TO DEATH DAY.
Mr. Confetti Smilie is on a strike. He demands more cookies.
Originally posted by Astral
[b]Wow, SK gets two happy b-day threads? He must be “special” <.<
Have a happy day, SK~ ^_~ [/b]
<strike>SPECIAL MEANS RETARDED! SPECIAL MEANS RETARDED!</strike>
Happy birthday, man.
Happy birthday, yep. Be happy today.
Yeah, happy birthday, ‘n’ stuff … part 2!!!