Vitiges
Vitiges or Witiges (died 540) was king of the Ostrogoths in Italy from 536 to 540.
He succeeded to the throne of Italy in the early stages of the Gothic War, as Belisarius had quickly captured Sicily the previous year and was currently in southern Italy at the head of the forces of Justinian I, the Eastern Roman Emperor.
Vitiges was the husband of Amalasuntha's only surviving child, Matasuntha. The panegyric upon the wedding in 536 was delivered by Cassiodorus, the praetorian prefect, and survives, a traditionally Roman form of rhetoric that set the Gothic dynasty in a flatteringly Roman light.
Soon after he was made king, Vitiges had his predecessor Theodahad murdered. Theodahad had enraged the Goths because he failed to send any assistance to Naples when it was besieged by the Byzantines, led by Belisarius.
Justinian's general Belisarius took both Vitiges and Matasuntha as captives to Constantinople, and Vitiges died there, without any children. After his death, Matasuntha married the patrician Germanus Justinus, a nephew of Justinian I by his sister Vigilantia.
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Ain't Gonna Wash For A Week
by: Eddie HodgesWe ain't a-gonna wash
We ain't a-gonna wash
We ain't a-gonna wash for a week
Oh! my goodness gracious and golly gee!
I never thought you'd get around to kissin' me
But your sweet red lips just kissed my cheek
Now I ain't a-gonna wash for a week, a-no no
I ain't a-gonna wash for a week
I got a kiss from you and it's my lucky day
Soap and water in it gonna wash it away
I'm gonna keep your lipstick on my cheek
And I ain't agonna wash for a week, a-no no
I ain't a-gonna wash for a week
Oh-oh, I don't know when you'll do it again
So I'm gonna savour what I got
Oh I promise you till then
I'm gonna protect that beautiful spot
You can call me cookie, but nevertheless
I ain't a-gonna wash away a single caress
You can tell me what's a little old kiss on the cheek?
But I ain't agonna wash for a week, a-no no
I ain't a-gonna wash for a week
We ain't a-gonna wash
We ain't a-gonna wash
We ain't a-gonna wash for a week
Oh-oh, I don't know when you'll do it again
So I'm gonna savour what I got
Oh I promise you till then
I'm gonna protect that beautiful spot
You can call me cookie, but nevertheless
I ain't a-gonna wash away a single caress
You can tell me what's a little old kiss on the cheek?
But I ain't a-gonna wash for a week, a-no no
I ain't a-gonna wash for a week
We ain't a-gonna wash
We ain't a-gonna wash