I never loved a dear Gazelle--
Nor anything that cost me much:
High prices profit those who sell,
But why should I be fond of such?
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And love me, it was sure to dye A muddy green, or staring blue: Whilst one might trace, with half an eye, The still triumphant carrot through.. a very good poem. tony
And love me, it was sure to dye A muddy green, or staring blue: Whilst one might trace, with half an eye, The still triumphant carrot through a very fine poem. tony