I
wrote some foolish verses once,
About a pretty girl;
I
wrote about her ruby lips,
And e’en her teeth of pearl.
I
wrote some foolish verses once,
About a wondrous scene;
Of
sloping hills, of winding brooks,
And meadows waving green.
I
wrote some foolish verses once,
About a distant star;
Also
about a gay soubrette
Who wasn’t quite so far.
I
wrote some foolish verses once,
About a Jack and Jill;
I
wrote some very foolish verse
And I am writing still.
Aug.
9, ‘05
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