Lewis Carroll (27 January 1832 – 14 January 1898 / Cheshire)
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I never loved a dear Gazelle--
Nor anything that cost me much:
High prices profit those who sell,
But why should I be fond of such?
To glad me with his soft black eye
My son comes trotting home from school;
He's had a fight but can't tell why--
He always was a little fool!
But, when he came to know me well,
He kicked me out, her testy Sire:
And when I stained my hair, that Belle
Might note the change and this admire
And love me, it was sure to dye
A muddy green, or staring blue:
Whilst one might trace, with half an eye,
The still triumphant carrot through
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- A Game of Fives
- A Nursery Darling
- A Sea Dirge
- A Strange Wild Song
- A Valentine
- Alice And The White Knight
- All In The Golden Afternoon
- Another Acrostic ( In the style of Fathe...
- Atalanta In Camden -Town
- Bessie's Song To Her Doll
- Brother And Sister
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