Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THAT DAY SHE SEIZED, by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES


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First Line: That day she seized me like a bee
Last Line: "and who's the poor weak fly?"
Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H.
Subject(s): Togetherness


THAT day she seized me like a bee,
To make me her weak blossom,
I felt her arms so strong that I
Lay helpless on her bosom.
But cunning I, by artful moves,
Soon had her in my power:
"Ah, Molly, who's the strong bee now --
And who's the poor weak flower?"

That time she thought I was a fly,
And she a great big spider,
She held me fast, my breath was gone,
As I lay bound beside her.
But cunning I, by artful moves,
Could laugh at last and cry:
"Ah, Molly, who's the spider now --
And who's the poor weak fly?"





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