 | A Flight of Fancies |  |
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DOUBLE DELIGHT
I have an Uncle, who can rhyme
At almost any time.
He's married to my youngest Aunt,
Who can't.
At almost any time.
He's married to my youngest Aunt,
Who can't.
But she can play the hardest piece
Of music for her niece,
That seems to gallop on the page
In rage.
Of music for her niece,
That seems to gallop on the page
In rage.
It's very nice when Uncle strokes
His head, to bring the jokes,
And makes the bees of magic come
And hum.
His head, to bring the jokes,
And makes the bees of magic come
And hum.
But Auntie gives me more delight
When, popping in at night,
She lets me stroke upon the bed
Her head.
When, popping in at night,
She lets me stroke upon the bed
Her head.
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