Arrogant Poppies

Though people more wise

May laugh me to scorn,

At least I was gay

From the hour I was born.

Just like the wind

On a midsummer morn

Teasing the poppies,

The arrogant poppies,

Teasing the poppies

That peer from the corn.

What lovers I've seen,

What vows they have sworn,

I listened, I laughed

And I left them forlorn;

Just like the wind

On a midsummer morn

Teasing the poppies,

The arrogant poppies,

Teasing the poppies

That peer from the corn.