Bouquet Of Roses

I thought I'd send you a bouquet of roses
Or maybe some Easter posies
But since Easter has come and gone
And a new day has dawned
So I decided to mount my dog sled
And take you a bouquet of roses
So we could hold hands and
Rub noses.

by Walker Hubert Enlow

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