Moonshine

Moonshine escrito por Walter de la Mare

Stuff and Nonsense (1927)

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          There was a young lady of Rheims,
          There was an old poet of Gizeh;
He rhymed on the deepest and sweetest of themes,
     She scorned all his efforts to please her:
               And he sighed, "Ah, I see,
               She and sense won't agree."
So he scribbled her moonshine, mere moonshine, and she,
With jubilant screams, packed her trunk up in Rheims,
Cried aloud, " I am coming, O Bard of my dreams!"
     And was clasped to his bosom in Gizeh.

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