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Back in the late 40s,
the 1740s, that is, I had just finished loading my musket when the British redcoats
saw us, and we all were confused, because we thought that they disbanded
;close your eyes, and they're back again
stronger than ever. This time wearing pots and pans as a crude armour, and beating their chests whilst they sing about
just the same, through pain, strain, stain, rain, sometime zane.
