This song is dedecated to my favorite little one. I love you darling~♥

You're the love of my life but it cuts like a knife
and I feel that I'm being misled
See I'm a little concerned for I've recently learned
of the swastika tattoo on your head

And it makes you smile when you hear "Sieg Heil"
You love the smell of a burning cross in the yard
You do goose step salutes in your Doc Martin boots,
and you quoted "Mein Kampf" in our 5th anniversary card.

I think you're a nazi baby,
Are you a nazi?
You might be a nazi baby...

You keep extensive files on the Nuremberg trials,
and you watch them whenever they're airing
I guess I should've known when you bought a new bone
for your puppies named Goebbles and Goering

You showed up late to our very first date,
I said "how are you" you said "white power"
Call me paranoid but I'm not overjoyed
when you ask me if I want to shower...

I think you're a nazi
Don't be lying baby,
Are you a nazi?
Are you anti-Zion maybe?

Your every dress is monagramed SS,
you hold an Aryan picknick and bash
And it makes me irate when you say I look great
when I wear a little tiny moustache,

Your social politics say that races don't mix,
and you call it pure blood pollution
And whenever I'm sad, you say it's not so bad,
for every problem there's a "Final Solution"...

I think you're a nazi,
Give me an answer baby
Are you a nazi?
You drive a fucking panzer baby

You say that love is blind so how could I have guessed
But then again I met you at the Wagner Fest

I know you're a nazi
And that's why I'm leavin'
I know you're a nazi
Sure as my name is Stephen, Lynch-Berg-stein.

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DIE~chan is LOVE! You should love him more then soe stinkey old god. He gives you snuggles and plays with you~ He also cuddles really nice! He's really WARM~ Some stinkey old god can't make you warm like Die~chan!

You should marry Die~chan, he even has a ring! Mommy stole it when he bought it though!!!! She's a meenie sometimes -.- POO HEAD MOMMY!

The devil's not coming. Nope nope. Not coming here anymore.

Faust-san as a cute cute~ voice. He should come sing us to sleep every night~♥

Ne~ is there going to be more blood in Cross? OH! We could play a game! A GAME A GAME!~~

Naa~chan doesn't come to play with us anymore .... neither does Go~chan. Go~chan is busy with his teacher. that's what sh~ee says; but what is Na~chan doing? We miss Na~chan! ;.; Na~chan should coe play games with us!!

Der faule Mann schläft, warum der pflichtbewusste Mann sich selbst zu Tod arbeitet.

Such words, such words! ♥

I feel an ill chill in the wind. My my, how Summer does seem to get lost. Or maybe it's become ill. Poor dear, we should make it some soup~

Na~yo! I hear an orange goddess is getting married. How interesting.


[translation: The lazy man sleeps why the dutiful man works himself to death.]

Ne, Moro-chan, is kidnapper-chan asleep?

Hai, hai! Maru-chan's so clever! ♥ Kidnapper-chan won't know we used their computer.

HELP! ♥ Kidnapper-chan won't let us out!

Ne, ne, did you know kidnapper-chan thinks Go-go-chyan and Diet-chyan are hopeless? They're not very good when it comes to love.

Mmm, but Diet-chyan loves nun-chan! Hard harrrrrrd!

Blood spray EVERYWHERE! Diet-chyan will play games with us next time. Go-go-chyan never comes hoooome. T.T

That, was an interesting weekend.

It would seem that I have recieved a box in the mail from someone. I do hope it isn't what it was last time from him.

How interesting.

Time's up puppet. I do want my payment.

Wat an interesting master, I do hope I meet him again.

I do not deserve him.

A time of gluttony and satiation. A time to be thankful for what is about, crawing and streaching and sleeping beside you. How delightful such holidays are.

My plans for the giving of thanks are to have quite a bit of English meat. It is, after all, the best kind. My goose shall be trussed up in such finner things, it shall adorn my table over so sweetly presenting it's juices to me.

Such a wonderful holiday of gluttony.

Italy is italian. We ate fine cuisine and saw the sights. I do recall being told my father of this place long ago.

I do wish that I could have seen it with him, or at least with more romance then the old coddger has given me. So uncooth! Mmm, it seems the wine has arrived, better to take of it and discard the old skin before it warms too much.

I do believe that logic and Ethics ought to get to know one another.

Tea and brandy Mr Ethics professor?

Children should not play with lion's mouths.

The girls are missing their brother and I fear I am showing my age. Annoyance comes easily to me.

Two have signed up for my class. Such shall be an interesting class. It seems I am feared here as well. Silly as I am quite the sweet kitten. Perhaps it is simple ignorance on those who fear me. I can only see it as that.

Livio darling, you must come join me for drinks sometimes, and Gojyo, there seems to be an invitation from a young lady waiting for you.

Classes are fast approaching, and I have, it seems, become the den mother for the youth of Cross. The girls become attached and one can scarcely say no to them. It is darling to watch them show their affection towards their favorite house guest. Though, they do seem to have taken a strange liking to a pairing of the house.

Perhaps I ought to keep them from the bathroom footage ...

Reed has not left the bedroom all this time and I do wonder if he may have sneaked his way out the back while leaving the bedroom locked in order to torture me. He is a horrid and cruel man, to leave a lady without her own bed to sleep in.

To whom it may concern,

My full congratulation's at gaining such a powerful enemy. You shall have such an interesting life from now on.

We have a new house guest. Surprisingly a female this time. She is quite pretty and we've applied salve to her wounds. It seems that the girls have taken a liking to her so I suppose that she shall stay for quite a while.

Clow has still not left the room.

boredom has set in and little children are fighting battles that should never be won. I feel as though I need a vacation ... though I would love to have my own bed again. Someone has yet to remove themselves from my abode. Perhaps they have decided to take up residence. How troublesome.

Mayhap I should go and live with my mighty bartender. He seemed more then willing to embrace me.

Fireworks are always the best way to go when ringing in the birth or death of a new country. I am home however, I hear that a cute chocolate drink has been looking for me.

I've always found it beautiful how the young ones are so full of promise and yet fall to pieces around their hundreth or so year.

It is .... boring however. The bright bartender has left for some time, as have several employees. Subaru-chan has been ... expanded, and my property have gone to mourn Italy's win of the cup. The poor bastard really thought I would let that penelty kick pass through a second time.

My dearest, Portugal is far superior to your mother England.

Final C - SCG 0 : 1 NED

Final D - MEX 3 : 1 IRN

Final D - ANG 0 : 1 POR

It seems that Mexico did wonderfully this Sunday. Taking a 3-1 over Iran. We shall see how it continues. Clow Reed is currently sulking. It is ever so boring. Maybe I shall have to find a new companion till the cup has ended. He never does mind, and I never did receive a white day present.

Such a cruel man to come to France only to leave me for football. What shall I do with my nights?

Logic, shall be starting on the 18th, Friday evening courses. For all those who wish to sign up, please do leave a post.

As for the club, I have gained two new members. A naked bar tender who is quite well endowed (perhaps I shall proposition him for a while.) The other is a cute blonde who will be waitressing. I am still in need of more employers, do inquire within.

There is a time which all things must be altered and changed. These are words thats my father always spoke to her.

Perhaps I shall take some time away. There is a lovely convent in the south of France which demands visiting.

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