TRAMS
Reading edition
CASTLES of crystal, Castles of wood, Moving on pulleys Just as you should! See the gay people Flaunting like flags, Bells in the steeple, Sky all in rags. Bright as a parrot Flaunts the gay heat— Songs in the garret, Fruit in the street; Plump as a cherry, Red as a rose, Old Mother Berry— Blowing her nose!