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It's called the Library, but I only have one book. And I have only had it since I came to learn to speak (and read, and write) our words. Niobe gave it to me, because she had a spare copy. It's very handy in my kitchen corner...
And what is it that keeps my sweet Titus looking so good? Hmmm, my foods, of course!
Eirene's Ode to Titus
Oh! I'm on now? Oh...
Dear Titus,
I speak your words now, so I wrote a song for you.
This is how it goes:
Plup plup, plup plup
Plup plup, plup plup
I'm sitting in a bowl of porridge, all night long (2x)
Why I'm here, dear Titus? Well, you put me in here.
You know what goes where and why it goes there.
I'm sitting in a bowl of porridge, all night long (2x)
You know how to m*mp a girl,
But didn't touch me all along:
I couldn't scream your name by night,
Because I didn't know your words.
I'm sitting in a bowl of porridge, all night long (2x)
But now then,
I have learned then,
It's good to know this:
Good bread, good spit, this...
And what's more: your favorite hit:
"Run and hide, run and hide, you red Gaulish cunnies,
The Thirteenth are coming and your men are all dead!"
"Fugite, latescite, fugite, latescite, rubentes cunni Gallici,
Adveniunt Tertia Decima et viri omnes mortui!"
Plup plup, plup plup
Plup plup, plup plup
Enjoy some good clear Roman water out of our special Pullo fountain! Image donated by Helia Lupus (this is given property; do not take, please)
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