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| #1yellowdingoJan 05, 2009 4:18:09 | The Guild Town of Loen Welcome to the Guild Town of Loen Where the Ale keeps a-flowing and the serving girls are showing, some leg. Where every one is drunk and every mug has chunks of something still kicking, to crawl out. But dont tell Master Rhin We lifted Rye from his bins To brew this nasty ale on the side. But as they throw me in the street, I can only smell my feet, which are up around the back of my head. Welcome to the Guild Town of Loen Where the Ale keeps a-flowing and the serving girls are showing, some leg. |