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A common wayside flower it grew	A
Unhandsome and unnoticed too	A
Except in deprecation	B
That such an herb unreared by toil	C
Prolific cumberer of the soil	C
Defied extermination	B
	-
Its gorgeous blooms were never stirred	D
By honey bee nor humming bird	D
In their corollas dipping	E
But they from clover white and red	F
Delicious nectar drew instead	F
In dainty rounds of sipping	E
	-
No place its own euphonious name	G
Within the catalogue might claim	G
Of any flora lover	H
For in the scores of passers by	I
As yet no true artistic eye	I
Its beauty could discover	H
	-
The reaper with his sickle keen	B
Aimed at its crest of gold and green	B
With spiteful stroke relentless	J
And would have rooted from the ground	K
The Solidago blossom crowned	K
But gaudy rank and scentless	J
	-
But everything must have its day	L
And since some fickle devotee	M
Or myrmidon of Fashion	B
Declares that this obnoxious weed	N
From wild uncultivated seed	N
Shall be the ruling passion	B
	-
Effusive schoolgirls dote on it	O
Whose frontispieces infinite	P
That need no decoration	B
Are hid beneath its golden dust	Q
Till many a fine symmetric bust	Q
Is lost to admiration	B
	-
Smart dudes and ladies' men the few	A
Who wish they could be ladies too	A
Display a sprig of yellow	R
Conspicuous in their buttonhole	S
To captivate a maiden soul	S
Or vex some other fellow	R
	-
And spinsters of uncertain age	T
Are clamoring now for all the rage	T
To give a dash of color	H
To their complexions which appear	U
To be the hue they hold so dear	U
Except a trifle duller	H
	-
That negligee blue stocking friend	V
Who never cared her time to spend	V
On mysteries of the toilet	P
Now wears a sumptuous bouquet	L
And shakes your hand a mile away	L
For fear that you will spoil it	O
	-
Delightful widows dressed in black	W
Complain with modest sighs they lack	W
That coveted expression	B
That sort of Indian Summer air	X
Which relicts always ought to wear	X
By general concession	B
	-
And so lugubrious folds of crape	Y
Are crimped and twisted into shape	Y
With graceful heads of yellow	R
That give a winsome toning down	B
To sombre hat and sable gown	B
In autumn tintings mellow	R
	-
Alas we only hate the weed	N
And think that it must be indeed	N
The ladies' last endeavor	H
To match the gentlemen who flaunt	Z
That odious dried tobacco plant	A2
At which they puff forever	H

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