Leaf On Her Nose
That's very odd indeedMy niece is outside
Playing in the yard
Hanging out in a tree
With the leaves and the grass
Then when I look out
I see something a bit odd
She's running around wildly
With a leaf on her nose
Leaf On Her Nose
That's very odd indeedThe true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
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