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Idbury
Coordinates: 51°52′52″N 1°39′40″W / 51.881°N 01.661°W / 51.881; -01.661
Idbury is a village and civil parish in the Cotswold Hills in Oxfordshire, about 4 1⁄2 miles (7 km) southeast of Stow-on-the-Wold in neighbouring Gloucestershire. The parish includes the hamlets of Bould and Foscot. The 2011 Census recorded the parish's population as 240.
Archaeology
About 1⁄3 mile (540 m) west of the village is a hillfort, Idbury Camp. It was used in the Iron Age, Roman occupation and Saxon era, and possibly earlier. The village's toponym is derived from the Old English for "Ida's burh", further attesting to the fort's continued use in the Saxon era. The remains of its rampart are about 33 feet (10 m) wide, up to 16 inches (0.4 m) high and enclose an area of about 9 acres (3.6 ha). The fort is a scheduled monument.
Parish church
The Church of England parish church of St Nicholas was originally Norman, but little survives from this period except the ornate north doorway. Early in the 14th century the bell-turret, north aisle, south porch and south doorway were added, new windows were inserted in the chancel and the chancel arch was altered. The east window is Decorated Gothic. The bell tower was added shortly afterwards. Later a clerestory was added to the nave and other windows were added to the nave and north aisle, all of them Perpendicular Gothic. The church is a Grade I listed building.
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Edipo Rey
by: Def con DosDesde que trabajas en La Ballesta
mi complejo de Edipo qué caro me cuesta.
Recuerdo mi infancia en un patio andaluz,
recuerdo mi barrio, recuerdo mi casa,
recuerdo a mi madre tendiendo sus bragas.
Recuerdo cuando el complejo de Edipo
y el incesto eran gratuítos;
ahora que trabajas en La Ballesta
mi mejor pasatiempo qué caro me cuesta.
Edipo rey, mamá putón,
te borré de mi foto de primera comunión.
Edipo rey, mamá putón.
Si llegaba tarde tú me esperabas
con traje de cuero y la luz apagada.
Vasito de leche, leche merengada,
tolón, tolón, qué mamá tan salada.
Aquellas meriendas que me preparabas,
bizcocho duro con mermelada.
Aquellas cenas a la luz de las velas,
el Don Perignon regaba la almeja.
Edipo rey, mamá putón,
te borré de mi foto de primera comunión.
Edipo rey, mamá putón.
Cuando mi querida mamá me enseñó
el culo del Diablo y la cara de Dios
pensé que me daba gratis su amor.
Y me cuesta una pasta ahora de mayor.
Primero una puta, ahora una madame.
Aquí donde las toman, también las dan.
Me voy a hacer chulo para recuperar
todo el dinero invertido en mamá.
Edipo rey, mamá putón,
te borré de mi foto de primera comunión.
Edipo rey, mamá putón.
Desde que trabajas en La Ballesta
mi complejo de Edipo qué caro me cuesta.