now this guy had taste.
Always Marry An April Girl
Praise the spells and bless the charms,
I found April in my arms.
April golden, April cloudy,
Gracious, cruel, tender, rowdy;
April soft in flowered languor,
April cold with sudden anger,
Ever changing, ever true --
I love April, I love you.
- Ogden Nash
but of course, we april girls are no wall-flowers. we have alternatives. namely;
I found April in my arms.
April golden, April cloudy,
Gracious, cruel, tender, rowdy;
April soft in flowered languor,
April cold with sudden anger,
Ever changing, ever true --
I love April, I love you.
- Ogden Nash
but of course, we april girls are no wall-flowers. we have alternatives. namely;
If No One Ever Marries Me
If no one ever marries me -
And I don't see why they should,
For nurse says I'm not pretty,
And I'm seldom very good
If no one ever marries me I shan't mind very much,
I shall buy a squirrel in a cage
And a little rabbit-hutch;
I shall have a cottage near a wood,
And a pony all my own
And a little lamb, quite clean and tame,
That I can take to town.
And when I'm getting really old -
At twenty-eight or nine
I shall buy a little orphan girl
And bring her up as mine.
- Laurence Alma-Tadema
so there!
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