When a young lady named Miss Rose
Said, “do you like my little nose?”.
I said, “it’s a strange thing
How the birds sing in spring.
And Rose, you are wearing no clothes!”.
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K Morris - Poet 
I hope she doesn’t catch a cold.
I hope so too Vivienne!