‘The Royal Arse Hortillery’: A Poem on the Spoonerism, by Jeff Eardley
The Royal Arse Hortillery Behold the English army as it marches off to war, Where the musket balls do ...
The Royal Arse Hortillery Behold the English army as it marches off to war, Where the musket balls do ...
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