A Hollywood Child Star's Garden of Verses. Iii (Apologies to Robert Louis Stevenson)
by EDMUND J. KEEFER
THE rain is raining all around,
It falls on field and tree;
It’s phony rain and phony ground
And phony scenery.
It falls on field and tree;
It’s phony rain and phony ground
And phony scenery.
OF speckled eggs the birdie sings,
And nests among the trees;
But my own singing yearly brings
About 100 Gs.
And nests among the trees;
But my own singing yearly brings
About 100 Gs.