[Poems by Tabb in] Father Tabb a study of his life and works with uncollected and unpublished poems |
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THE TOUCH-ME-NOT
So ticklish is my skin
That if you touch my side
The little seed within
Will laugh, and split me wide.
That if you touch my side
The little seed within
Will laugh, and split me wide.
So, when I see you near
The mirth-provoking spot,
No wonder that I fear,
And bid you touch-me-not.
The mirth-provoking spot,
No wonder that I fear,
And bid you touch-me-not.
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