A Trio of Poems Beautiful Grounds for Matrimony Oh my Mr Darcy, what a big Pemberley you have, said Lizzie,
And what a Pemberley it was.
No wonder she laughed,
While Jane only smiled. Oh Baby! Nobody puts Baby in a corner:
But Baby sits in the corner,
Til Johnny come gets her. Lies of Unusual Size As you wish,
No thanks.
Say what? says Wesley.
No, thanks, says Buttercup.
But I was dead, says Wesley.
So I thought, says Buttercup.
And I’m not, says Wesley.
So I see, says Buttercup.
And confused Wesley stutters,
And steadfast Buttercup explains:
You were dead, but you’re not,
So, you see, to “as you wish”, I say, no thanks,
I’m done with lies of unusual size.
