The Gold Tear Pub

[Andy]

the smile disappeared from liams face, a bit agitated look instead came to his face
there be thing 'ere not to be spoken 'ere

liam scraped his throat and continued talking, the union and the republic both be hav'n a big flaw,
spineless leaders, singn'n stuff that supposed to be goo'fer us, he spits into the basket next to him,
it was put there by the bartender, as if he knew what liam would do.

le'me tell yer this, the power of a molly clan, is not who is in control, but where 'e be in control!
the agitated face changed back, liam had once more his smile on his face, as when this conversation started.

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