Annie, Poem by Guillaume Apollinaire

On the coast of Texas
Between Mobile and Galveston there is
A great garden full of roses
It also contains a villa
Which is a great rose

A woman often walks
In the garden all alone
And when I pass on the road lined with lindens
We look at each other

Since this woman is Mennonite
Her rosebushes and her clothes have no buttons
My jacket is missing two
The lady and I follow almost the same rite

Guillaume Apollinaire

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