Belagcholly Days

Anonymous

CHILLY Dovebber with its boadigg blast

Dow cubs add strips the beddow add the lawd,

Eved October’s suddy days are past—

Add Subber ’s gawd!

I kdow dot what it is to which I cligg

That stirs to sogg add sorrow, yet I trust

That still I sigg, but as the liddets sigg—

Because I bust.

Dear leaves that rustle sadly ’death by feet—

By liggerigg feet—add fill by eyes with tears,

Ye bake be sad, add oh! it gars be greet

That ye are sear!

The sud id sulled skies too early sigks;

Do trees are greed but evergreeds add ferds;

Gawd are the orioles add bobligks—

Those Robert Burds!

Add dow, farewell to roses add to birds,

To larded fields and tigkligg streablets eke;

Farewell to all articulated words

I faid would speak.

Farewell, by cherished strolliggs od the sward,

Greed glades add forest shades, farewell to you;

With sorrowigg heart I, wretched add forlord,

Bid you—achew!!!