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This poem is often wrongly thought to be by Robert W Service. It is published here to the memory of Hugh Antoine D'Arcy, its rightful father.
An Evening with the Bard of the Yukon, July 18 th 2003 at 20.30pm in the Town-Hall of Lancieux, Brittany.
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Published by Webmaster on 07/30/2003 (3532 reads)
Said Charles: "I trowed my wife was true,


Said Charles: "I trowed my wife was true,
                             But now I doubt it;
Our eyes are brown, our babe's are blue -
                            Pa, what about it?"

"Don't worry, Charlie," said his Dad.
                            "Iron out your frown.
Your Ma and I blue optics had,
                            And yours are brown.

"I've often wondered if you were
                            My lawful son;
As any wife is apt to err,
                            She might have done.

"And then thought I: my eyes are blue,
                            Yet Grandpapa's
Are of the same hot hazel hue
                            As Grandmama's.

"So don't let us our spouses shame
                            By mean suspicion,
But keep an open mind and blame
                            Remote transmission."

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