My dear, all you need is experience.”
New joys of life he then unfurled,
As he told her tales of the outside world,
Suggesting at last, with a luring laugh,
A trip for the two down the “Primrose Path.”
The morning after the night before
The “Cat Came Back” at the hour of four,
The look in her innocent eyes had went
But the smile on her face was the smile of content.
And in the after days when children came