There was once a bricklayer
He lived as a Saurer
The shirt is always well nourished
The binder indicated exactly
Parading 'he duch the town
Noticed he 'probably the girl
Alone, alone
It konnt 'not be
Because there was still his master
The paste was
Or was it enema?
But was always here
So it ity the world because not taste
Then maybe boots licking
Over on the bridge 'in the temple
Where met Hinz and Hempel
Because it was good for him
There welled his blood
And konnt 'not genung ergetzen it
How beautiful it is
If at it
To hurt others
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And now it was the Freemasons? How easy is it ?? Who falls for yet purely on something ?? Very simple ghosts
@ Marco Siewert
What "it"?
Well, if you are the "It" in Norway mean, so were "there" not necessarily "the" Freemason, but at least once a proudly posed in kilts before (if that is not a fake, its membership was, however, of the Freemasons themselves confirmed).
If a Muslim made comparable, or a Nazi had, so a posing with the Koran in appropriate gear, respectively, with Mein Kampf and the German salute, so would of course by Islamist respectively nazi terror talk: though not all Muslims or Nazis would have been involved . (How could they?)
I'll say it again: When the Masons to be called "brother", and the matter is philosophical and psychological significance; Finally, you go yes to the rituals and gatherings in a common "temple".
Every Muslim or Nazi organization, in which such an one would sprung, would have been immediately taken apart mercilessly.
Or do you want the dispute about?
Please however, like to make time.
But not so with the Oslo Lodge.
Maurer're all sooo sweet.
(The above is only a typical representative. Course, there are other varieties. Take it you are not too much to heart. Lie, however, is the essence of every secret society, including Freemasonry.)
THE was not there with the girls, only with mom. His colorful loincloth, his bond with the persecuted for Homosexualiererei Templars, his colorful clown-Paradeuniförmchen - that was a very different wall masterpiece - "we need to buy new uniforms, the Captain Rohm does not love us without the" - http://www.youtube com / watch? v = uEPULdJaNAM
@ Tanja Krienen
Well, since you've got a nice little song reingestellt here ...
With smears a great song, sung beautifully especially.
@ Tanja Krienen
I would like to be as beautiful as you speak high German ...
That will probably no longer be for me in this incarnation but achievable.
Sob.
Why and why? That you can still practice! Also, I sometimes Patze because I come from Westphalia. You could even need to hear how my grandparents and their environment were still talking. But sitting at her table and listening it became clear to me very quickly that I do not speak WANTED. After all, was and is not so beit spoken in Hagen as in other Ruhr area, so that the younger people where they form almost a "dialect-free zone". There remain a few light outliers, a few Schluderigkeiten ... you can do it * g * (here it makes a mark - you said the other day which - incidentally sense, because it is signalieren a kind of tongue in cheek, as the previous sentence do not arrogant or presumptuous was meant, but just being friendly-funny).
@ TanjaKrienen
Since you could sit down thirty smileys, and it would not too much.
It's not that I could not correctly written German.
The sounds t, p, k, g, the durations, etc., even the vowels form there for me no fundamental problem.
But the Suebian twang, accent, which is probably now be hopeless.
(Clearly, something better I would get it out soon enough. And listen to you, who can not themselves speak good indeed, but listen well, the corner, from where you're from a little out. Nevertheless just no comparison to me.)
The joke of the matter is that I speak different English language versions completely sueboakzentfrei. Grell wa?
(Maybe I would have learned to speak a Masonic Lodge yes better. The Uni with linguistics study has's certainly not cunning ...)