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C J Dennis - The Silver-Eye
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Down among the strawberries,
  Up among the plums,
Cheeping in the cherry-tree
  When early autumn comes,
In our silver spectacles
  And sober olive suits.
We`re very, very innocent;
  We wouldn`t touch your fruits.

Well, maybe just a speckled one,
  A windfall here and there.
But raid your precious strawberries?
  Oh no, we wouldn`t dare.
Behold our bland astonishment,
  The charge is quite absurd!
It must have been a parrot
  Or some other kind of bird.

It must have been a satin bird;
  It must have been a crow.
It couldn`t possibly be us;
  We are so meek, you know,
With our silver spectacles.
  The accusation`s vile!
How can you deem us guilty
  When we`re whistling all the while?

Well, if you`ve caught us in the act
  There`s no more to be said.
The plums are blue and succulent,
  The strawberries are red.
And who`d refuse a dainty dish
  When early autumn comes?
Oh, write a rhyme about us, man,
  And pay for all your plums.
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