Suddenly swallows swiftly skimming,
sunset’s slowly spreading shade,
silvery songsters sweetly singing
summer’s soothing serenade.
Susan Simpson strolled sedately,
stifling sobs, suppressing sighs.
Seeing Stephen Slocum, stately
she stopped , showing some surprise.
‘ Say, ‘ said Stephen, ‘ sweetest sigher;
Say, shall Stephen spouseless stay? ‘
Susan, seeming somewhat shyer,
showed submissiveness straightaway.
Summer’s season slowly stretches,
Susan Simpson Slocum she—
So she signed some simple sketches—
Soul sought soul successfully.
Six Septembers Susan swelters;
Six sharp seasons snow supplies;
Susan’s satin sofa shelters
Six small Slocums side by side.
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