THE MCWILLIAMSES AND THE BURGLAR ALARM

it was a gorgeous love, fairly            

valuable and I like that curly…

curly and awesome hair.

She have that hair, spruce
with that eyes easy to use

With a surrounding bawn

With the smile dawn.

But with something awful

And that was the way she mash

With the other men unlawful…

Love from the trash

she painted on me like chalk
not easy to see but creates a shock

But she is like a sojer
with a look like a boulder.

The cander of my heart

was the Pander of my soul

They call me wuss

And they create a fuss

They call me fool

For loosing you
bibliography:
https://americanliterature.com/author/mark-twain/short-story/the-mcwilliamses-and-the-burglar-alarm