Remember, remember the Fifth of November, the gunpowder treason and plot. I know of no reason why gunpowder treason should ever be forgot. Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, twas his intent to blow up the King and Parliament. Three score barrels of powder below, poor old England, ready to blow. But by God's providence, he was catch'd with burning candle and flaming match. Holloa boys, holloa boys, make the bells ring. Holloa boys, holloa boys, god save the king.
Happy November the fifth to day a man named Guy Fawkes tried to blow up The British Parliament. So every year the people of England burn a of him to celebrate his failure.
Hello Jets (and Jackalopes)!
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
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