THE POET’S CORNER.
A SERIOUS LOYE SPELL. A young lady sits in onr choir, ■Whose hair|is the color of foir. But her charm is unique, She has such a fair phique. It is really a joy to be hihoir. Whenever she looks down the aisle, She gives me a beoutiful smaisle; And of all of her beaux I am certain she sheanx That she likes me the best all the whaisle. Last Sunday she wore a new sacqne. Low out at the' front and the^bacque; And a lovely bouquet, Worn in such a cute wuet As only few girls have the fcnacque. Some day, ere she grows'too antique. In marriage her hand I shall If she’s not a coquette— Which I’d greatly regruette— She shall share my two sovereigns a wique.
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Rangitikei Advocate and Manawatu Argus, Volume XXXIV, Issue 9337, 5 January 1909, Page 7
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131THE POET’S CORNER. Rangitikei Advocate and Manawatu Argus, Volume XXXIV, Issue 9337, 5 January 1909, Page 7
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