His Bill an Auger is
His Head, a Cap and Frill
He laboreth at every Tree
A Worm, His utmost Goal.
His Bill an Auger is
His Head, a Cap and Frill
He laboreth at every Tree
A Worm, His utmost Goal.
His Bill an Auger is
His Head, a Cap and Frill
He laboreth at every Tree
A Worm, His utmost Goal.
His Bill an Auger is
His Head, a Cap and Frill
He laboreth at every Tree
A Worm, His utmost Goal.
It was not Saint—it was too large—
Nor Snow—it was too small—
It only held itself aloof
Like something spiritual—
It was not Saint—it was too large—
Nor Snow—it was too small—
It only held itself aloof
Like something spiritual—
It was not Saint—it was too large—
Nor Snow—it was too small—
It only held itself aloof
Like something spiritual—
It was not Saint—it was too large—
Nor Snow—it was too small—
It only held itself aloof
Like something spiritual—