Missed (P G Wodehouse Poems)
The sun in the heavens was beaming, The breeze bore an odour of hay,My flannels were spotless and gleaming, My heart was ...
The sun in the heavens was beaming, The breeze bore an odour of hay,My flannels were spotless and gleaming, My heart was ...
Oh, the progress of Woman has really been vastSince Civilization began.She's usurped all the qualities which in the past Were reckoned ...
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