FUNNY LOO By EDITH SITWELL

“Whose tears are running

Down the window-pane?”

“Never mind,” said funny Loo—

“It is the King of Spain

Who is weeping tears of gold

To wake the crocus cold” ...

Then, running like bunnies in the warm spring rain

My thoughts go lumping out to Timbuctoo,

They steal gold cherries from a pirate crew,

They steal golden wool from the trees for you—

Then through the green fields of corn go running home to Loo.

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“Whose tears are running Down the window-pane?”

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