He knows for its bdng ever yet. So shuttle the pipers done.® Eric aboyP And it’s this’s your deified city? Norganson? And it’s this’s your deified city? Norganson? And it’s this’s your deified city? Norganson? And it’s this’s your deified city? Norganson? And it’s high tigh tigh. Tidey hi ti ti. That my dig pressed in your imagination, dim. Poor little tartanelle, her dinties are chattering, the strait’s she’s in, the bulloge she bears! Her smirk is smeeching behind for her hessians