(one fine day)

(one fine day)

let’s take the train
for because dear

whispered again
in never’s ear
(i’m tho thcared

giggling lithped now
we muthn’t pleathe
don’t as pop weird
up her hot ow

you hurt tho nithe
steered his big was)
thither to thence
swore many a vow
but both made sense

in when’s haymow
with young fore’er
(oh & by the way
asked sis breath
of brud breathe
how is aunt death

did always teethe