O Fie, Miss, You Must Not Kiss

Whoever Is King, Is Also The Father Of His Country.

O Fie, Miss, You Must Not Kiss And Tell.

I Know That’s A Secret, For It’s Whispered Everywhere.

Guilt Is Ever At A Loss, And Confusion Waits Upon It; When Innocence And Bold Truth Are Always Ready For Expression.

I Find We Are Growing Serious, And Then We Are In Great Danger Of Being Dull.