"I must leave here," said Lady De Vere,
"For these damp airs don't suit me, I fear."
Said her friend: "Goodness me!
If they don't agree
With your system, why eat pears, my dear?"
There was a young girl from Darjeeling
Who could dance with such exquisite feeling.
Not a murmur was heard,
Not a sound, not a word,
Save for fly buttons hitting the ceiling.
André Domin and more
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Not a murmur was heard
Lure of the Limerick
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