Vice-versa — Any Father to Any Daughter
Henry Newbolt
If buttercups were white and pink,
And roses green and blue,
Then you instead of me could think,
And I instead of you.
Then I could daily give your doll
Her early evening tub,
While you in easy-chairs could loll
At some or other Club.
Then I could spell p-i-g pidge,
And learn to sew like Nurse;
While you could take a hand at bridge,
And murmur “Zooks!” or worse.
Oh, it would be as fresh a sight
As ever yet was seen,
If buttercups were pink and white
And roses blue and green.