  ENIGMA. I feed all the Summer, O dear, yes! You’d better keep out of my way. I fast all the Winter, O dear, dear! In the dark and the cold I stay. ENIGMA. I feed all the Winter, O dear, yes! I feed both night and day. I fast all the Summer, O dear, dear! In a dark, dreary place I stay. COMME IL FAUT. This is a pretty little girl, And yet I do not know, It seems to me her manners Are not quite comme il faut. |
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