  A MERRY blue-eyed laddie goes laughing through the town, Singing, “Hey, but the world is a gay, gay, place!” And every little lassie smooths her tumbled locks a-down, And brings out all her dimples and hides away her frown, And lays aside her broom and mop, the bonnie boy to chase, Singing, “Hey, but the world is a gay, gay place!” But away the blue-eyed laddie goes to seek another town, Singing, “Hey, but the world is a gay, gay place!” Then every dimple vanishes, and back comes every frown, And every little lassie folds away her Sunday gown, With tear-drops trickling sadly down her woful little face, Sighing, “Hey, but the world is a sad, sad place!” Juliet Wilbour Tompkins. |
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