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 ...
How strange is Love: I am not oneWho Cupid's power belittles,For Cupid 'tis who makes me shunMy customary victuals.Of, Effie, ...
When first I whispered words of love,When first you turned aside to hear,The winged griffin flew above,The mammoth gaily gamboll'd ...
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