LeRoy F. Oates

(Hawthorne, California)

Stein On The Rhine - Poem by LeRoy F. Oates

We stopped in the village of Stein on the Rhine,
We had a glass of Rhine wine, which was mighty fine;
I asked for a kiss from a pretty Fraulein,
She said, "Lips that touch wine, shall never touch mine;
So I didn't get the kiss from the pretty Fraulein,
But the glass of Rhine was mighty fine;
In the village of Stien on the Rhine

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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