"When it comes night,
We put out the light.
Some blow with a puff,
Some turn down and snuff;
But neat folks prefer
A nice extinguis_her_.
So here I send you back
One to put on Mr. Jack."
When It Comes Night
Louisa May Alcott
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Poem topics: light, night, prefer, jack, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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