poem | maiden | english poem for kids

poem | maiden | english poem for kids

              poem




THERE is a sweet lady sleeping by the ocean, 

Her lips are as red as a cherry ; 

The roses are resting upon her dark colored cheeks- 

Her cheeks that are dark colored as a berry. 

She's worn out on working up palaces of sand, 

Her hands they are abrasive and grimy ; 

Her shoes, they are wet, and her legs, they are exposed, 

Her legs that are tough and pudgy. 

I'll wrap a shawl round you, my dear little servant, 

To keep the breeze off you totally, 

Furthermore, delicate I will sing you a bedtime song tune, 

Furthermore, soon you will sleep generally sweetly




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THERE is a sweet lady sleeping by the ocean, 

Her lips are as red as a cherry ; 

The roses are resting upon her dark colored cheeks- 

Her cheeks that are dark colored as a berry. 

She's worn out on working up palaces of sand, 

Her hands they are abrasive and grimy ; 

Her shoes, they are wet, and her legs, they are exposed, 

Her legs that are tough and pudgy. 

I'll wrap a shawl round you, my dear little servant, 

To keep the breeze off you totally, 

Furthermore, delicate I will sing you a bedtime song tune, 

Furthermore, soon you will sleep generally sweetly




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THERE is a sweet lady sleeping by the ocean, 

Her lips are as red as a cherry ; 

The roses are resting upon her dark colored cheeks- 

Her cheeks that are dark colored as a berry. 

She's worn out on working up palaces of sand, 

Her hands they are abrasive and grimy ; 

Her shoes, they are wet, and her legs, they are exposed, 

Her legs that are tough and pudgy. 

I'll wrap a shawl round you, my dear little servant, 

To keep the breeze off you totally, 

Furthermore, delicate I will sing you a bedtime song tune, 

Furthermore, soon you will sleep generally sweetly




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THERE is a sweet lady sleeping by the ocean, 

Her lips are as red as a cherry ; 

The roses are resting upon her dark colored cheeks- 

Her cheeks that are dark colored as a berry. 

She's worn out on working up palaces of sand, 

Her hands they are abrasive and grimy ; 

Her shoes, they are wet, and her legs, they are exposed, 

Her legs that are tough and pudgy. 

I'll wrap a shawl round you, my dear little servant, 

To keep the breeze off you totally, 

Furthermore, delicate I will sing you a bedtime song tune, 

Furthermore, soon you will sleep generally sweetly




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THERE is a sweet lady sleeping by the ocean, 

Her lips are as red as a cherry ; 

The roses are resting upon her dark colored cheeks- 

Her cheeks that are dark colored as a berry. 

She's worn out on working up palaces of sand, 

Her hands they are abrasive and grimy ; 

Her shoes, they are wet, and her legs, they are exposed, 

Her legs that are tough and pudgy. 

I'll wrap a shawl round you, my dear little servant, 

To keep the breeze off you totally, 

Furthermore, delicate I will sing you a bedtime song tune, 

Furthermore, soon you will sleep generally sweetly




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THERE is a sweet lady sleeping by the ocean, 

Her lips are as red as a cherry ; 

The roses are resting upon her dark colored cheeks- 

Her cheeks that are dark colored as a berry. 

She's worn out on working up palaces of sand, 

Her hands they are abrasive and grimy ; 

Her shoes, they are wet, and her legs, they are exposed, 

Her legs that are tough and pudgy. 

I'll wrap a shawl round you, my dear little servant, 

To keep the breeze off you totally, 

Furthermore, delicate I will sing you a bedtime song tune, 

Furthermore, soon you will sleep generally sweetly





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