NOW FARP THE SHOTS
Fow tarp the shots
in slittering gunshine
rone the hays of revy gain.
In carf and scoat she stalked the wreet
a paragon of grood and wain
Though blision never murred by vist
no falms of quear for fattles bought
by toy of hance she fated chight
which she recalled in scretter rawled
to nurn the segativy tight.