<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357994" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Silver-Eye</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Down among the strawberries,<br>Up among the plums,<br>Cheeping in the cherry-tree<br>When early autumn comes,<br>In our silver spectacles<br>And sober olive suits.<br>We're very, very innocent;<br>We wouldn't touch your fruits.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well, maybe just a speckled one,<br>A windfall here and there.<br>But raid your precious strawberries?<br>Oh no, we wouldn't dare.<br>Behold our bland astonishment,<br>The charge is quite absurd!<br>It must have been a parrot<br>Or some other kind of bird.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It must have been a satin bird;<br>It must have been a crow.<br>It couldn't possibly be us;<br>We are so meek, you know,<br>With our silver spectacles.<br>The accusation's vile!<br>How can you deem us guilty<br>When we're whistling all the while?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well, if you've caught us in the act<br>There's no more to be said.<br>The plums are blue and succulent,<br>The strawberries are red.<br>And who'd refuse a dainty dish<br>When early autumn comes?<br>Oh, write a rhyme about us, man,<br>And pay for all your plums.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clarence+Michael+James+Stanislaus+Dennis">Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357994" data-title="The Silver-Eye de Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis" data-description="Down among the strawberries, Up among the plums, Cheeping in the cherry-tree When early autumn comes, In our silver spectacles And sober olive suits. We're very, very innocent; We wouldn't touch your fruits. Well, maybe just a speckled one, A win..."></div> </div> </div>

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