Alas, my D is flat. It is flat every time. My fingers are tired and my D is still flat. Perhaps I will blame Bach again. He is good to blame as he is dead and can't complain.
Moral of today's story: when you've lost your library card, check your friend's pockets.
An Erinku:
Scooby
Doo
is my friend
too.
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