Needle, needle, dip and dart, Thrusting up and down, Where`s the man could ease a heart Like a satin gown? See the stitches curve and crawl Round the cunning seams- Patterns thin and sweet and small As a lady`s dreams. Wantons go in bright brocade; Brides in organdie; Gingham`s for the plighted maid; Satin`s for the free! Wool`s to line a miser`s chest; Crepe`s to calm the old; Velvet hides an empty breast Satin`s for the bold! Lawn is for a bishop`s yoke; Linen`s for a nun; Satin is for wiser folk- Would the dress were done! Satin glows in candlelight- Satin`s for the proud! They will say who watch at night, "What a fine shroud!"SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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