My Antonia by MyAntoniaLover
It was a warm summer's day in 1877. I saw Antonia, that
lovely lady, walking down the road.
I said to her, "Hello, what are you doing?"
She said, "Walking down the road of course."
I said, "What color is the sky?"
She said, "Blue of course."
I said, "What color is the sea?"
She said, "Blue of course."
I said, "What color is my heart towards you?"
She said, "Blue of course?"
I said, "That's MY ANTONIA!"
