English poem
Buttercup
BUTTERCUP, buttercup, Why don’t you hurry up Out of the ground so cold! With your little coat yellow, You dear little fellow, Why doesn’t your blossom unfold?
Versos English Charles Keeler Buttercup
Versos English Charles Keeler Buttercup
English poem
BUTTERCUP, buttercup, Why don’t you hurry up Out of the ground so cold! With your little coat yellow, You dear little fellow, Why doesn’t your blossom unfold?