Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 159, August 25th, 1920 by Various
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didn't matter much as the weather got a great deal colder, and I wore my
jumper a lot, and so did Angela. * * * * * [Illustration: "LOOK 'ERE--THIS ARF-CROWN WON'T DO. IT AIN'T GOT NO MILLING ON ITS HEDGE." "BLIMY! NOR IT 'AS! I _KNEW_ I'D FORGOTTEN SOMEFINK."] * * * * * FLOWERS' NAMES. DAME'S DELIGHT. There was a Lady walked a wood; She never smiled, nor never could. One day a sunbeam from the South Kissed full her petulant proud mouth; She laughed, and there, beneath the trees, Fluttering in the April breeze, Spread tracts of blossom, green and white, Curtseying to the golden light-- The broken laugh of Dame's Delight. * * * * * FIRST LOVE AND LAST. |
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