"We shuffled our faces
Laughing like fish.
Really flip flappin'
We had not a wish.
You said, ""Look, the ceiling's down,""
You said it five times
With that beautiful frown
Red leaves whirling
Across my lawn
I see you weaving.
What dost thou sew?
You look at the floor.
You say, ""I really don't know""
I asked my darlin'
Why she talks so slow.
She said, ""It's the mud above
And the stars below.""
"