Ellis Parker Butler poems

Ellis Parker Butler(5 December 1869 - 13 September 1937 / Muscatine / Iowa / United States)
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A Scotchman Whose Name Was Isbister

- by Ellis Parker Butler 130

A Scotchman whose name was Isbister
Had a maiden giraffe he called 'sister'
When she said 'Oh, be mine,
Be my sweet Valentine!'
He just shinned up her long neck and kissed her.

A Minute

- by Ellis Parker Butler 96

She plucked a blossom fair to see;
Upon my coat I let her pin it;
And thus we stood beneath the tree
A minute.

She turned her smiling face to me;
I saw a roguish sweetness in it;
I kissed her once;—it took, maybe,
A minute.

The time was paltry, you'll agree;
It took but little to begin it;
But since my heart has not been free
A minute.

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