THE CLOTHESLINE
Hand in hand they dance in a row,
Hither and thither, and to and fro,
Flip! Flap! Flop! and away they go-
Flutt'ring creatures as white as snow,
Like restive horses they caper and prance;
Like fairy-tale witches they wildly dance;
Rounded in front, but hollow behind, They shiver and skip in the marry march wind
One i saw...
Hither and thither, and to and fro,
Flip! Flap! Flop! and away they go-
Flutt'ring creatures as white as snow,
Like restive horses they caper and prance;
Like fairy-tale witches they wildly dance;
Rounded in front, but hollow behind, They shiver and skip in the marry march wind
One i saw...