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Christina Georgina Rossetti

Christina Georgina Rossetti

I Caught a Little Ladybird

I caught a little ladybird
That flies far away;
I caught a little lady wife
That is both staid and gay.
Come back, my scarlet ladybird,
Back from far away;
I weary of my dolly wife,
My wife that cannot play.

#English #Victorians #Women

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