But Glory, poor little Glory. Don't look now gentleman, but it's war. War? Whoopee! ♪ Forever, forever, ♪ ♪ There won't be anyone but you. ♪ ♪ Remember I'm true, my...
The tale I am about to tell you happened long ago, and bits of it might have even been true. The Muslim half-moon that had occupied the mid-lands of Hungary was torn into a tiny croissant by the...