Grab a cuppa, its time to burn Guy Fawkes. I am the only person I know who burns Guy Fawkes in America.
There are a few poems for him. So here is one for you, no I didn't write it. You can sing to God Save the Queen!
Remember, remember the Fifth of November,The Gunpowder Treason and Plot,I know of no reasonWhy the Gunpowder TreasonShould ever be forgot.Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, t'was his intentTo blow up the King and Parli'ment.Three-score barrels of powder belowTo prove old England's overthrow;By God's providence he was catch'd (or by God's mercy*)With a dark lantern and burning match.Holla boys, Holla boys, let the bells ring.Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the King!And what should we do with him? Burn him!
So here you go the burning of Guy Fawkes in Arizona, USA.
I will see you soon I am busy writing for NaNo 2013. My word count is OK. I hope to improve this week and each week.So I hope you are reading a Coffin Hop book, if so which one?Cheers for now!
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