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PERDITA by ANONYMOUS

First Line: "'TWAS ONLY A TINY, WITHERED ROSE"
Last Line: BUT IT ONCE BELONGED TO GRACE
Subject(s): GRACE;
'TWAS only a tiny, withered rose,
But it once belonged to Grace.
The goody didn't know that, I suppose --
'Twas only a tiny, withered rose,
No longer sweet to the eye or nose,
So she tossed it out from the Dresden vase. --
'Twas only a tiny, withered rose,
But it once belonged to Grace.



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