THE GIRL WITH THE YELLOW SKIRT.





THE GIRL WITH THE YELLOW SKIRT
Over the supple green hills
And across the sawdust fields of the sawmills
Skipped along with delightful mirth
A girl with a yellow skirt

A tin of oil said her mother and an ounce of cabbage
And some anchovies to garnish the porridge
And make sure I find no dirt
On that pretty yellow skirt

Do not talk to strangers on the way
Lest your pretty little head they swiftly sway
Said her father with the clean loose shirt
To the girl with the yellow skirt

So delighted was she that she missed her step
Into the mud she fell before she could call for help
Her knee smarted and she knew she was hurt
An injured girl with a yellow skirt

My ma will be upset and cross as can be
And I can’t even stand because of my knee
With despair, tears from her eyes squirt
This helpless girl with the yellow skirt

O stranger, kind stranger, help a hurt little girl
And my papa will give you so much gold your head will whirl
This stranger carried and took her to his yurt
This disobedient girl with the yellow skirt

The green hills, the sawmills, they all searched
And every possible place she could have branched
I remember said her mother  how I cried at her birth
And now all I have left is a yellow skirt

By: Prodigy (@prodeegee)

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