The Girl In the Garden
She lifts her skirts from danger,
With her left hand, while her right
Grasps the nozzle, and the stranger
Gets a very shocking sight.
The neighbors gaze with rapture,
And their interest daily grows,
For they like to see her sprinkle,
And they like to watch the hose.
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His eyelids closed, his breath came fast,
His eager lips met hers;
They parted ere the week had passed—
She had a set of furs.
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