Rosy Posy

There was a little Rosy,

And she had a little nosy,

And she made a little posy,

All pink and white and green.

And she said, "Little nosy,

Will you smell my little posy?

For of all the flowers that growsy,

Such sweet ones ne'er were seen."

So she took the little posy,

And she put it to her nosy,

On her little face so rosy,

The flowers for to smell;

And which of them was Rosy,

And which of them was nosy,

And which of them was posy,

You really could not tell!

— Laura E. Richards