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Daddy Dandelion was a handsome fellow, With his coat of green, and his vest of yellow; He had lots of gold, he was very lazy, So he chose to scold a modest little daisy. Silly little daisy, foolish little flower, Imitating me, to your best of power; Just then some one passed, who his cane was swinging, Snapped off Dandelion, ceased his accent singing. Daisy at the sight, dropped a tear of sorrow, Closed her eyes and died, opened on the morrow; Every one that passed, gazing with delight, Asked her where she found gems, so pure and bright. |