RED LEAVES (Verlaine) We shuffled our faces Laughing like fish. Really flip flappin' We had not a wish. You said, "Look, the ceiling's down," You said it five times With that beautiful frown Red leaves whirling Across my lawn I see you weaving. What dost thou sew? You look at the floor. You say, "I really don't know" I asked my darlin' Why she talks so slow. She said, "It's the mud above And the stars below."