Show A TASTE OF TROUBLE Harry E Andrews in Puck A soap bubble soared in the air one noon A might and beauteous bubble It soared and soardd like a gay balloon Urtil it spied Its double Th y iruet they klssod alas Oh dear Too soon they tasted trouble Thy lofet their cheer and dropped a tear A1 > d neither was a bubble t But what should a gay little bubble do In beauteous double spying Du he doubre sue for a kiss or two 1 It the trouble worth denying For is heart must break a double knows Ak sinS or asighlng So I suppose those bubbles chose The sweetest way of dying |