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WRITTEN UNDER AN ENGRAVING OF MISS THOUGHTFUL, WITH A LITTLE DOG IN HER ARMS, BY CARRINGTON BOWLES
Love me, love my Tray,
That is what these lips would say,
Did the lips but know the way.
That is what these lips would say,
Did the lips but know the way.
Praise my curls or eyes, mayhap,
My scarf, or, if you will, my cap,
But take my darling on your lap!
My scarf, or, if you will, my cap,
But take my darling on your lap!
Tray commands and Tray obeys,
Each of us the other sways—
Tray is mine, and I am Tray's.
Each of us the other sways—
Tray is mine, and I am Tray's.
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