John Bannister Tabb

(1845-1909 / the United States)

A Spy - Poem by John Bannister Tabb

Sighed the languid Moon to the Morning Star:
'O little maid, how late you are!'
'I couldn't rise from my couch,' quoth she
'While the Man-in-the-Moon was looking a me.'

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 1, 2010

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