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Show I ASKED HER AGE. I asked her age. To'crimson grew Her pearl white cheek an, then Lknsw What my stupidity had lost, Her pretty liead in anger tossed. 1 Lad presumed beyond my due. The atmosphere turned densely blue. I could not meet her wrath, could you? The smoothness of our love was crossed. I asked her age. The lightning from her dark eyes flew. To make amends what could I do? I kissed her then, at any cost, When stricken by the labial frost. My heart was frozen through and through, I asked her age. Dorothy D. in Detroit Free Press. |