[C0LLETTE]

'The Load of Kale Plants' by May Blair.

I went to the fair, that being held in the town
On the fifth day of May, in the year forty-five
A very fine day for the bees for to hive.
Being young and undaunted my fortune to advance,
I went to the fair with a load of kale plants,
And up the Main Street, before Robinson’s Mart
I lowered my cart with a proud beating heart.
There were pamphreys and Dutch, and curleys so sweet,
And rousing drumheads that grow up like a leek.
There were cow kale, pull early boys, eat while you’re able
And pickle for dressing the gentleman’s table.
Now my plants were all sold, I wished them long life,
I have nothing to do but look out for a wife.
The ladies I’ll view, I’ll mark all their points,
I’ll not take a wife that is stiff in the joints.