From an almond kernel are worth two sous.
Its hard to sell them now, he sighed.
Purses are tight, but I shall not lose.
Theres plenty of cheaper things to choose.
He picked some currants out of a wide
Earthen bowl. They make the tongue
Almost fly out to suck them, bride
Currants they are, they were planted long
Ago for some new Marquise, among
Other great beauties, before the Chateau
Was left to rot. Now the Gardeners wife,
He that marched off to his death at Marengo,
Sells them to me; she keeps her life
From snuffing out, with her pruning knife.
Shes a poor old thing, but she learnt the trade
When her man was young, and the young Marquis
Couldnt have enough garden. The flowers he made
All new! And the fruits! But twas said that
he
Was no friend to the people, and so they laid
Some charge against him, a cavalcade
Of citizens took him away; they meant
Well, but I think there was some mistake.
He just pottered round in his garden, bent
On growing things; we were so awake
In those days for the New Republics sake.
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