Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS, English or Latin…
Wish I did…
It's raining cats and dogs you say? I see none. At least with French it makes sense. It's raining ropes. Ropes, for measurement, because it's so thick it looks like ropes… get it? I do? But cats and dogs? Freaky.
And speaking of cats, no, one doesn't have my tongue! I'm a trained Mossad agent - do you really think a cat would have gotten my tongue? A human can't even get my wallet.
It's really quite confusing.
Why's my bed not spelt like head?
What deeds have you done with my beads?
Don't ask me if it's there! Don't tell me what they're! Don't really care about their cat!
You're going to get it, buddy. Your chair is covered in glue! To get it off, you need two bottles of soap and a wash cloth, too!
Meet me at the meat market soon- the one where we first met, I bet I'll beat you there! My curly hair bouncing, without a care.
Where shall I wear the shirt? At the door? Or the store? Or maybe whilst you read me folklores?
When I have an atlas in my left hand, and another in my right, why do I have antlantes? Not atli or atlases? Answer me, so that I might know at last!
And what to do with my pair of pears?
My genes can be seen, just like my jeans.
What's a girl to do?
The End!