Poems ✍️

  23.09.2025
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Author: Christina Georgina Rossetti

Three Plum Buns

Three plum buns
To eat here at the stile
In the clover meadow,
For we have walked a mile.
One for you, and one for me,
And one left over:
Give it to the boy who shouts
To scare sheep from the clover.




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