Mary, Mary . . .

A Lass Contrary

Mary, Mary, a lass contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With silver belles
And cuckold swells
And necklines all cut low!

About crispina kemp

Spinner of Asaric and Mythic tales
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4 Responses to Mary, Mary . . .

  1. Brian Bixby says:

    My, we’re on a roll, aren’t we? 🙂

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