0 yes, it was lovely down there at Cape May,And I sposed I should never be tired of play;And Auntie was sweet as an auntie could be;But some one was homesick, — you spose it was me ? Such elegant ladies and beautiful girlsAll asking for kisses and praisingmy curls ;But no precious papa to hug me,…
Children's stories · Children's poetry
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