&Amp;Ldquo;&Amp;Hellip;..And From The Bosom Of That Lake &Amp;Lsquo;Rose A Lady, Pale And Fair. To My Arm She Entrusted The Sword, And To Mine Eyes- A Stare.&Amp;Rdquo; Spoke Arthur &Amp;Ldquo;Did She Have Nice Tits?&Amp;Rdquo; I Queried &Amp;Ldquo;Totally.&Amp;Rdquo; Said He
