I love you, said I
And tried in vain to read the lines on her face
Being desperately in need of a silent response.
Pointless as the attempt was
Myself went to the point and asked
–And how do you feel?
Pregnant as usual was Mrs. Surprise
She bore a child, legitimate,: pause
And then smiled her rosy lips
And then produced a gray response
–THIS IS AN HONOR,
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