But, though the 'olly'ocks was aht an' all the roses red,
I only see the lavender, the patch o' purple lavender;
"I'm pleased you likes the lavender," she said.
I'm tickled by a pansy, wot's called an 'Appy Thought;
I'm gone on yaller "Glories" of the proper smelly sort;
An' once I 'eld gerani-ums was gayer than the rest,
But now I likes the lavender, a little sprig o' lavender,
I likes a bit o' lavender the best.