Poet's Corner:
Yeats

(The Lover Tells of the Perfect Beauty)

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Zorak:
Here's a poem by Johnny Yeats.
Brak:
I love your meads and I love your flowers
And I love your junkets mainly,
But behind the door I love kissing more!
Zorak:
Hubba hubba!
Brak:
Oh, look not so disdainly,
I love your hills and I love your dales,
And I love your flocks a-bleating;
Zorak:
Baa-a-a-a-a! Ba-a-a-a-a! Baa-a-a-a-a! Ba-a-a-a-a! Ba-a-a-a-a!
Brak: (as Zorak bleats)
But oh, on the heather to lie together,
With both our hearts a-beating!
Zorak:
Ruff ruff! Yeah! baby!


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