A dirty mind? Who? Me?

On Seeing a Lady’s Garter

Why blush, dear girl, pray tell me why?
You need not, I can prove it;
For though your garter met my eye,
My thoughts were far above it.

Anon
Poetry

Written by glasskey

I am a secondhand and antiquarian bookseller living in France. I have a bookshop in the Cité de l'Ecrit, Montmorillon, near Poitiers. I also sell books on-line through my own website and through various open sites like Abe books, Amazon and Biblio.

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