Sick
Sick "I cannot go to school today,"Said little Peggy Ann
Kay
"I have the measles and the mumps,
A gash, a rash and purple bumps
Sick "I cannot go to school today,"Said little Peggy Ann
Kay
"I have the measles and the mumps,
A gash, a rash and purple bumps
I cannot change, as others do,
Though you unjustly scorn;
Since that poor swain that sighs for you,
For you alone was born
I cannot be
Better than you know me Your eyes in which we
We
Have made for my man's gleamA better fate than for the common nights Your eyes in which I
Indeed indeed,
I cannot tell,
Though I ponder on it well,
Which were easier to state,
I
OT love thee, tho' thy soul Be one which all good thoughts control;
Altho' thy eyes be starry bright,
And the gleams of golden light Fall upon thy silken hair,