A Floorer
Says Pat to his girl, " Be the Powers,
A conondhrum I hev fur ye, dear!
Why are ye like the goddess of flowers?
Sure ye nivir will guess it, I fear!
" The ansor I'll be afther givin':
Now thin, d'ye mind, me swate Nora?
It's two shtories high ye are livin',
That makes ye a rale second Flora! "
A conondhrum I hev fur ye, dear!
Why are ye like the goddess of flowers?
Sure ye nivir will guess it, I fear!
" The ansor I'll be afther givin':
Now thin, d'ye mind, me swate Nora?
It's two shtories high ye are livin',
That makes ye a rale second Flora! "
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