Explore "The Scarlet Gown: THE BANISHED BEJANT FROM THE UNPUBLISHED REMAINS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE" by Robert Fuller Murray on Textopian.
The lady stood at the station bar, / (Three currants in a bun) / And oh she was proud, as ladies are. / (And the bun was baked a week ago.)
For a weekly wage she was standing there, / (Three currants in a bun) / With a prominent bust and light gold hair. / (And the bun was baked a week ago.)