Here are two Golly-pops
Looking for lollypops
Such as grow under the sea.
Their ways are ambitious,
Their faces are vicious.
I'm glad they're not looking for me.
THE DIVERS
Two divers, one sweet summer day,
Went down into the ocean,
They saw the fishes all at play,
The sea-flowers all in motion.
They danced a jig and sang a song,
And gathered water-roses,
When, lo, two lobsters came along,
And bit them on their toeses.
THE SHADOW-HARP
This is the harp of which nobody sings—
Where is the keyboard and where are the strings?
The strings are undone and the keys thrown away,
For this is the harp on which shadow-folk play.