Poetry Monday
If no one ever marries me-
And I don't see why the should,
For nurse says I'm not pretty,
And I'm seldom very good-
If no one ever marries me
I shan't mind very much,
I shall buy a little squirrel in a cage
And a little rabbit-hutch;
I shall have a cottage near a wood,
And a pony all my own,
And a little lamb, quite clean and tame,
That I can take to town.
And when I'm getting really old-
At twenty-eight or nine-
I shall buy a little orphan-girl
And bring her up as mine. Written by Lawrence Alma-Tadema
Graphic of girl with rabbit from http://graphicsfairy.blogspot.com/
1 comments:
I somehow remember this poem. Only the first verse though, its lovely.
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