Howard S Abbott

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Roguish Nancy drops her eyelids
Just like Cupid down.
Lifts them slowly up and then bids
That you dare a frown.
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With colors gay, adown the street,
The drums alert with stirring beat,
Our lads pass by who rode for France.
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To Nancy

Roguish Nancy drops her eyelids
Just like Cupid down.
Lifts them slowly up and then bids
That you dare a frown.

Winsome Nancy looking at you,
Smiles with sweetest grace.
That the roses glancing upward
Blush to see her face.

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