I love my love, but I
Could hardly tell you why,
I love my love because I do.
From The Figaro. October 28, 1874.
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CHERRY RIPE.
Cherry ripe, ripe, I cry,
Full and fair ones, come and buy;
If so be you ask me where
They do grow? I answer there,
I love my love, but I
Could hardly tell you why,
I love my love because I do.
From The Figaro. October 28, 1874.
——:o:——
CHERRY RIPE.
Cherry ripe, ripe, I cry,
Full and fair ones, come and buy;
If so be you ask me where
They do grow? I answer there,