A beautiful young lady climbing the stairs
Said, “I suffer from very bad nightmares”! .
I said, “my dear miss Elane,
That must cause you great pain.
Shall we dine on apples and pears?”
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When a beautiful young lady climbing the stairs
Said, “I’m afflicted by the most horrible nightmares!”.
I said, “my dear miss elane,
That must cause you great pain.
And your bedroom is up these here stairs?”
Another two amusing poems, Kevin. poor young lady, suffering nightmares.
Thank you, Vivienne. I’m pleased you like my poems. I hope the apples and pares will cure that poor young lady of her nightmares!