Today's top ten tag trends:
10: #booker
9: #StormyNights
8: #TuneTuesday
7: #senate
6: #filibuster
5: #DSCB04
4: #aprilfoolsday
3: #aprilfools
2: #corybooker
1: #medievalbreakupsongsorpoems
Today's top ten tag trends:
10: #booker
9: #StormyNights
8: #TuneTuesday
7: #senate
6: #filibuster
5: #DSCB04
4: #aprilfoolsday
3: #aprilfools
2: #corybooker
1: #medievalbreakupsongsorpoems
#MedievalBreakupSongsOrPoems
#HashTagGames
Oh Lord, won't you buy me
a new trebuchet
#MedievalBreakupSongsOrPoems
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Lucy In The Stocks With Rotten Onions
#MedievalBreakupSongsOrPoems
#HashTagGames
You've got a brand new castle rampart
I've got a trebuchet
#MedievalBreakupSongsOrPoems
#HashTagGames
Big Yellow Horse And Cart
Back then, Aretha's background singers would sing:
Joust a little bit
Joust a little bit
I Ain't Got No Body -- Anne Boelyn
What a witch
What a witch
What a witch
What a witch
What a mighty bad witch
You got a brand new chastity belt
I got a brand new key...
Leprosy,
I'm not half the man I used to be
Pieces just keep falling off of me
Why did you give me leprosy?
I Saved the Last Lance for You
My ears hath perceived it by yon vineyard's keepings
Nought but scant time that thou shalt yet be mine.
A Horse with No Dame
Axe Me If I Care
All Through with Knight
Thou art so vain
Thou most assuredly art persuaded that this song concerneth thee
Keb’ Mo’: Divorce Is, Yea, To Come (in future centuries)
Uncǒu, h'w thee stoppede lovende ich
h'w thee stoppede needende ich
whan shæ cameth alonȜ
o', h'w uncǒu
uncǒu, thee changede lǒve nighÞ a'd adai
jusÞ up a'd walkede awaī
whan shæ cameth alonȜ
o', h'w uncǒu
#MedievalBreakupSongsOrPoems
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LxUXUjA-Pxg
And someone redeemed mine lyfe this very night
Sugar bear
Thou nearly hadst thine hookes in me
Dids't thou not deare
Thou well nigh hadst me roped and tied
Altar bound hypnotized sweet freedom
Whispered in mine ear
Thou art a butterfly
And butterflies are free to flye
Flye away
Highe away
Ich gī ouÞ walkin' aftē̆r midnighÞ
ouÞ in th' moonlighÞ
jusÞ lǒve wẹ̄-self usede bihofþe do, Ich'm singallīce walkende
aftē̆r midnight, searchin' for thee wah wah walking, wah-wah walkende
Ich walk for mileſ alonȜ th' highwaī
well, sin'ſ jusÞ mīn waī
ophe sayin' Ich lǒveship thee, Ich'm singallīce walkin'
aftē̆r midnight, searchin' for thee wah wah walking, wah-wah walkende
Ich stop bihofþe hauen ain weepende willow
cryin' don hes cushfōre-dēde
maybæ he'ſ cryin' for ich
a'd aſ th' skī̆se turn gloomī
nighÞ windſ whispē̆r bihofþe ich
Ich'm l1somæ aſ Ich can bæ