in that lane least trod
by light glaring broad
up the window evergreen
never outgrowing her teen
shaking waves of her curl
waves merrily the girl
a little bit surprised
i look deep in her eyes
and oh what a joy
find there a wonder boy!
Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 10:43 AM UTC
in that lane least trod
by light glaring broad
up the window evergreen
never outgrowing her teen
shaking waves of her curl
waves merrily the girl
a little bit surprised
i look deep in her eyes
and oh what a joy
find there a wonder boy!
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