Quote by Jules Laforgue
““O who can cure Poor little Andromeda Naughty naughty Naughty thing Tears run down her childish breast, the song being so sad. The shower has already passed and now the wind ruffles her hair, and it’s squalling everywhere… Naughty naughty Miaow Miaow Since no one comes to help me I’ll throw myself in the water!””
