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John B. Tabb
A flash of harmless lightning,A mist of rainbow dyes.The burnished sunbeams brighteningFrom flower to flower he flies;While wakes the nodding blossomBut just too late to seeWhat lip hath touched her bosomAnd drained her rosary. -
John B. Tabb