LAVENDER'S blue, diddle, diddle, Lavender's green; When I am king, diddle, diddle, You shall be queen. Who told you so, diddle, diddle, Who told you so? 'T was mine own heart, diddle, diddle, That told me so. Call up your men, diddle, diddle, Set them to work, Some to the plough, diddle, diddle, Some to the fork. Some to make hay, diddle, diddle, Some to reap corn, Whilst you and I, diddle, diddle, Keep the bed warm. Roses are red, diddle, diddle, Violets are blue; Because you love me, diddle, diddle, I will love you. Let the birds sing, diddle, diddle, And the lambs play; We shall be safe, diddle, diddle, Out of harm's way. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MARSHALL WASHER by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE WAY OF THE CONVENTICLE OF THE TREES by HAYDEN CARRUTH BIRTHDAY POEM FOR THOMAS HARDY by CECIL DAY LEWIS AFTER THE PAPAGO by JAMES GALVIN OCTAVES: 16 by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON |