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THE PANSY WEDDING

For Laura Wheeler
Oh once I ate a pansy bud
When I was short of bread:
The rascal had been drinking dew;
The liquor filled my head.
I saw a pansy king and queen
And dowager sail by:
The haughty dowager was fat:
The little queen was spry.
The stately king was like a cloud
In lazy summer days:
He stood beside his pansy girl
And whispered solemn praise.
I forgot that I was hungry
His cooing was so grand:
She slapped him when he kissed her
And tried to hold her hand.
I almost died a-laughing
At the funny things she said.
So feed your lover pansy buds
When you are short of bread.