sisterknight stifles a laugh and shakes her head to see the foolishness going on....she takes another swig of her whiskey only to find it's empty, sighing she gets up and saunters over to the bar...." hamm how about another one for meself and lady marti" turning she looks at the boys...." well, i bid you a good day gents. where do you hail from?" "thanks hamm" she tosses some coins on the bar and looks expectantly at the two
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non nobis domine,non nobis sed nomini tua da gloriam.
Perkeo watches as the lady puts down her coins for her drink and looks at him and the boy.
"I been sailing for too long and I'm looking for a place to hail from. When ever I see a fine establishment like this one I am compelled to visit. I am always assured that there is fine drink and better company."
sisterknight nods " yer right there.....maybe we can talk lady marti into favouring us with a tune?" she looks towards the lady sitting by the fire " she can play a mean tune and dependin' on what she chooses i can pull out my poor battered whistle. do you play??" sisterknight ambles back to her companion rubbing her back as she walks, she grumbles to herself" i've been to long gone meself and lir does deserve a break, maybe we'll stay awhile this time....."
taking a long slug of his whiskey and then swiping the excess off his beak with the back of his wing, the old bird glares at the juggler and thinks "good thing he's only getting root beer, I'd hate to see the mess otherwise"
"So it's music you want yon lady, well warm up that whistle and lets have a go", he caws, while motioning to Hamm for the old guitar that is stowed behind the bar.
He strikes up a lively jig and dances on the bar in time while playing the melody rythym mix
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He is no fool who gives up that which he can not keep to gain that which he cannot loose
Lady Marti begins to play, and watches as the DArk Bird dances on timeon the bar. "I need practice!!!!" she chuckles to Sister Knight...
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]AN EXCERPT FROM A POEM THAT I WROTE ON 10/11/07
WE CAN'T CHANGE WHAT WE HAVE DONE.... BUT ONLY TAKE A LESSON FROM EACH EXPERIENCE AND MAKE THE MOST OF EACH MINUTE THAT WE HAVE LEFT AND TELL OURELVES THAT IT IS OK TO LIVE, LAUGH AND CRY..... PAST, PRESENT AND FUTURE ALL WORK TOGETHER TO GIVE US WHAT WE CAN AND SHOULD EXPERIENCE AND WE NEED TO CHERISH ALL OF THE TIME THAT WE SPEND WITH OURSELVES AND OTHERS MAKING THE MOST OF THE SPECIAL MEMORIES THAT ARE OURS.. AND THE ONES THAT WE HAVE YET TO CREATE WITH THE PEOPLE THAT WE HAVEN'T MET!!!!![/SIZE]
"Ohh Pick me I can sing! Sorta!" says the Juggler, as from his very small pocket he pulls a big lute. He begins to play the Lute Dancing around in a goofy fashion. By the way the song is coming out, you'd think he only knew two different notes. "Green Is a happy color, black is ot however, Purple is nice, It would be bad to have lice, And that's my song for ya!"
The Chit Chat Pub, A place to just hang out
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