Classic Poem

Down among the daisies,
All the summer day,
Katydids and beetles
And grasshoppers play.
Did you never lie on the grass and list
To the murmur and motion of the life below?
I should not wonder if they laughed and kissed —
They might as well, for who would ever know
What they did among the daisies?
Down among the daisies,
We together lie;
Only you and I, dear,
And nobody nigh.
Lift up your eyelids, bonny little Miss!
To guess my riddle you are slow.
Well, you know I am waiting for a kiss —
We might as well, for who will ever know
What we do among the daisies?