Poems (Katz)/In a garden fair
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TO ELIZABETH ROTHIN A GARDEN FAIR
In a Garden Fair,
By a brooklet there,
Stood a little Miss,
Her lips pursed for a kiss,
From the Fairy Maiden
With joy laden
Under the water there.
Come with me, she pleaded,
By a brooklet there,
Stood a little Miss,
Her lips pursed for a kiss,
From the Fairy Maiden
With joy laden
Under the water there.
Come with me, she pleaded,
But the Fairy never heeded.
When on the face so fair and "roun"
There appeared a tiny frown,
When suddenly bursting into glee,
She exclaimed, "The fairy is me!"
When on the face so fair and "roun"
There appeared a tiny frown,
When suddenly bursting into glee,
She exclaimed, "The fairy is me!"