“Won’t
you step into my airship,”
Said the ‘ator to the girl;
“It
is the prettiest airship
That ever went awhirl.”
“I’m
afraid to try your airship,”
Said the maiden to the chauff’;
“I’m
afraid that while we’re flying
Possibly I might fall off.”
“There’s
no danger I assure you,”
Said the flyer to the maid;
“I
will hold you quite securely,
If you really are afraid.”
So
they sat them in the airship,
But it simply wouldn’t rise;
While
the maiden’s disappointment
Went a-soaring to the skies.
Feb.
5, ‘10
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