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Jessie Pope - Snowflakes
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A little curly-headed god 
Through asphodel came creeping, 
Found Mother Juno on the nod, 
And safely slipped her keeping. 
Away he frolicked, full of mirth, 
Until he glanced in pity 
Upon the muddiness of earth, 
The squalour of the city. 

His flashing pinions forth he spread, 
And flew with dart and quiver 
To a celestial garden bed 
Beside a sapphire river. 
To deck the dingy world down there 
He stripped each dazzling flower, 
And flung through the cerulean air 
The petals in a shower. 

His treasured blossoms fluttered down, 
He watched them softly falling, 
Until, alas! they reached the town 
Where men and carts were crawling. 
Before the city`s fevered fumes 
They sank in helpless flutter, 
And men came out with spades and brooms 
And swept them in the gutter.
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