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Robert W Service - MaternityRobert W Service - Maternity
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There once was a Square, such a square little Square, And he loved a trim Triangle; But she was a flirt and around her skirt Vainly she made him dangle. Oh he wanted to wed and he had no dread Of domestic woes and wrangles; For he thought that his fate was to procreate Cute little Squares and Triangles. Now it happened one day on that geometric way There swaggered a big bold Cube. With a haughty stare and he made that Square Have the air of a perfect boob; To his solid spell the Triangle fell, And she thrilled with love`s sweet sickness, For she took delight in his breadth and height - But how she adored his thickness! So that poor little Square just died of despair, For his love he could not strangle; While the bold Cube led to the bridal bed That cute and acute Triangle. The Square`s sad lot she has long forgot, And his passionate pretensions . . . For she dotes on her kids-Oh such cute Pyramids In a world of three dimensions.
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