I pulled out from it a gay round box,
And in it were worn-out boots and socks—
Little, soft socks and little, stout boots—
And a child’s crude drawings of flowers and fruits,
And a tiny toy whip, and a ship and a ball—
Oh—they’re just like a little lost boy! That’s all!”
DAFFY-DOWN-DILLY
’TWAS a green velvet gown
That he wanted me to wear,
With a yellow satin ribbon