Remember, remember, the fifth of November
The gunpowder treason and plot
I know of no reason why the gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes,
'Twas his intent
To blow up the King and the Parliament
Poor old England to overthrow
By God's providence he was catch'd
With a dark lantern and burning match.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, let the bells ring.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the King!
Hip hip hoorah!
Hip hip hoorah!

A penny loaf to feed ol' Pope,
A farthing cheese to choke him.
A pint of beer to rinse it down,
A faggot of sticks to burn him.
Burn him in a tub of tar
Burn him like a blazing star.
Burn his body from his head,
Then we'll say ol' Pope is dead.
Hip hip hoorah!
Hip hip hoorah!

Well I couldn't very well leave the day when we celebrate the defining influence to my (second) favourite movie ever go by unnoticed, could I? And, in an unprecedented event, both the Pope and God were mentioned in this ateistic blog
Pax vobiscum atque vale.

ArabianShark counts the days. 52 remain. And a very merry Guy Fawkes day to you all. Except Acer Care. They sent me a motherboard with a dead CMOS chip battery. Will they ever learn?

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