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MOTHER'S BONNET, by                    
First Line: This is her bonnet, with ribbons arrayed
Last Line: But it must have had wonderful power to draw.
Subject(s): Hats; Mothers


THIS is her bonnet, with ribbons arrayed,
Clearly a calico ambuscade;
It dates from the days of the bricks of straw—
This is the bonnet my mother wore.

This is the bonnet my mother donned
When she walked with a youth by Plymouth Pond;
'Twas the night she wore her beads of jade,
And father fell into the ambuscade.

This is the bonnet I found in a chest,
Daisies and bows in a lavender nest;
It looks like the plumes the Persians wore,
But it must have had wonderful power to draw.





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