POETRY.
DAVID AND WINSTON ; OR, THE POISONOUS FRUIT.
(A CAUTIONARY TALE )
As David and his sister Winny Were walking through a shady spinney, They saw some berries, fiery red, That hung around and overhead.
The Passion-flower it is, you know, Which bears the fruit that glitters so: They ate their fill, and gave the rest To all the boys they liked the best.
But-when their greedy feast was done, They found they could no longer run : Our little friends were sick inside, And many of the party died.
Alas ! had David understood That Passion-fruit is seldom good, He might be still with sister Winny A-walking through that shady spinney.
HENRY NEWBOLT.