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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Heckler" data-source="post: 3622007" data-attributes="member: 39376">[sblock=Velmont, Semabin, Deos]While sitting around chit-chatting with the others while waiting for the rest to finish, Octavio starts thinking to himself.  "You know what, Octavio dear boy?  You never got to do your other song from the performance competition.  Look around you, you've got your very own little captive audience.  We can't see anything due to the hedges, and there's not much to talk about while we wait.  Let's show 'em what we've got."Octavio pulls a banjo out of his backpack and begins playing a slow, mournful tune.  He then begins to sing:[sblock=Song]Momma, hey momma, come lookin' for meI'm here in the meadow by the red maple treeMomma, hey momma, look sharp, here I beHey, hey, momma look sharpThem soldiers, they fired. Oh ma, did we runBut then we turned round and the battle begunThen I went under, oh ma, am I done?Hey, hey, momma look sharpMy eyes are wide open, my face to the skyIs that you I'm hearin' in the tall grass nearby?Momma come find me before I do dieHey, hey, momma look sharpI'll close your eyes, my BillyThem eyes that cannot seeAnd I'll bury you, my BillyBeneath the maple treeAnd never again will you whisper to meHey, hey, momma look sharp[/sblock]<a href="http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=1131964" target="_blank">Perform=10</a>[/sblock]</blockquote>