Egidius Eel:
What a piece of work is man!
Egidius Eel:
Ever so weak
Egidius Eel:
The morning they took Old Yeller down
Egidius Eel:
The memory of mud
Egidius Eel:
Not a mile on Erin's Isle where dirty vermin mustered
Egidius Eel:
Good luck for a year
Egidius Eel:
Cheez-it
Egidius Eel:
People never notice anything
Egidius Eel:
My share in the contemplative life
Egidius Eel:
Never got caught
Egidius Eel:
Any day now
Egidius Eel:
First I was afraid, I was petrified.
Egidius Eel:
Pony thieves
Egidius Eel:
In this dirty old part of the city
Egidius Eel:
I robbed the woods
Egidius Eel:
Il était une fois
Egidius Eel:
Free your mind
Egidius Eel:
That pink old Atlas
Egidius Eel:
Pass the cracks on every weird occasion
Egidius Eel:
The leaf and the tree
Egidius Eel:
In praise of solid people
Egidius Eel:
Khalida and the unbearable hellokittyness of being
Egidius Eel:
The naming of insects
Egidius Eel:
The swarm
Egidius Eel:
So, does anybody here remember Vera Lynn?
Egidius Eel:
Come as you are
Egidius Eel:
Behold!
Egidius Eel:
One flew over the waterfall
Egidius Eel:
Old tale
Egidius Eel:
Epilepsy is dancing
