Comments on Profile Post by PERCULES

Only a cat of a different coat, that's all the truth I know.

A coat of gold a coat of red, a lion still has claws.

And mine are long and sharp, my lord, as long and sharp as yours

And so he spoke, and so he spoke that Lord of Castamere

But now the rains weep o'er his hall, with no one there to hear.

Yes now the rains weep o'er his hall, with not a soul to hear.

Fin.