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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