English poem
Ii
by John Stephen Farmer (1854–1916)
A moll I keep that sells fine fruit, There's no one brings more cly; She has all things the seasons suit, While I my potatoes cry. Chorus. And they all, etc.
Versos English John Stephen Farmer Ii
Versos English John Stephen Farmer Ii
English poem
by John Stephen Farmer (1854–1916)
A moll I keep that sells fine fruit, There's no one brings more cly; She has all things the seasons suit, While I my potatoes cry. Chorus. And they all, etc.