You know what really suits Lauren? This: There was a crooked (wo)man, who walked a crooked mile, (s)he found a crooked sixpence, upon a crooked stile. (S)He bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse, and they all lived together in a little crooked house. Then (s)he had a crooked though: Why is crookedness my lot? Why must I be crooked, instead of being not? So the crooked (wo)man would cry, And (s)he couldn't fathom why, And so he sighed... I was bored during church. My voice(s) belong to me. The first verse is a Mother Goose rhyme. The last verse is (c) The Crooked Man (game) and it's creators. (Go Fluffy! :3)
