a pretty a day (and every fades) is here and away (but born are maids to flower an hour in all,all) o yes to flower until so blithe a doer a wooer some limber and lithe some very fine mower a tall;tall some jerry so very (and nellie and fan) some handsomest harry (and sally and nan they tremble and cower so pale:pale) for betty was born to never say nay but lucy could learn and lily could pray and fewer were shyer than doll. doll Submitted by foolish Paeter
Added: 25 Mar 2002 | Last Read: 10 Sep 2026 4:28 AM | Viewed: 22401 times
A PoetryNotes™ eBook is available for this poem for delivery within 24 hours, and usually available within minutes during normal business hours.
ON SALE - only $29.95 19.95!
For more information...