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Close your eye.
Listen to what's happening in the background.
2 large drums beating.
2 small drums beating faster then the large ones.
Large amounts of chanting start to chime in with the beat.
Clinking of the mugs begin.
May this small song begin.
With your eyes shut, and you listening to the beat beat beating of the drums, clink clink clinking of the mugs, and the chanting of the people.

Fourteen years on a good kid's mind.
Yo ho ho and a happy mother days to you.
Dream and the dampness had done for the rest.
Yo ho ho and a happy mothers day to you.
The date was fixed by the pope and his pike.
The pope and his spike brained with a marlinspike
And the rookie's throat was marked belike
It had been gripped by the fourteen years
And there they lay, all the good year.
Like break o'day in a boozing ken
Yo ho ho and a happy mothers day to you!