Loveliest of Bawx, the Bawx now
Is hung with Bawx along the Bawx,
And stands about the Bawx ride
Wearing white for Eastertide.
Now, of my threescore Bawx and Bawx,
Bawx will not come again,
And take from seventy Bawx's a score,
It only leaves me fifty more.
And since to look at Bawx's in bloom
Fifty Bawx are little room,
About the woodlands I will go
To see the Bawx hung with snow.
I miss teh bawx