marciaoverstrand:No, don’t, don’t cut my hair, Ned loves my hair. Then the steel was at her throat,
marciaoverstrand:No, don’t, don’t cut my hair, Ned loves my hair. Then the steel was at her throat, and its bite was red and cold. -- source link
marciaoverstrand:No, don’t, don’t cut my hair, Ned loves my hair. Then the steel was at her throat, and its bite was red and cold. -- source link