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{{ :dikt:briar_press_deco_girl_face_ccbync.png|}} In a cavern, in a canyon,\\ Excavating for a mine\\ Dwelt a miner **[[tal:start|forty niner]]**,\\ And his daughter Clementine.\\ > Oh my darling, Oh my darling, > Oh my darling, Clementine, > You are lost and gone forever, > Dreadful sorry, Clementine. \\ Light she was and like a fairy,\\ And her shoes were number nine,\\ Herring boxes, without topses,\\ Sandals were for Clementine.\\ \\ Drove she ducklings to the water\\ Ev'ry morning just at nine,\\ Stubbed her toe against a splinter,\\ Fell into the foaming brine.\\ \\ Ruby lips above the water,\\ Blowing bubbles, soft and fine,\\ But, alas, I was no swimmer,\\ So I lost my Clementine.\\ \\ In a corner of the churchyard,\\ Where the myrtle boughs entwine,\\ Grow the roses and the posies,\\ Fertilized by Clementine.\\ \\ > Oh my darling, Oh my darling, > Oh my darling, Clementine, > You are lost and gone forever, > Dreadful sorry, Clementine. <html><p align="right"><a href="https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Oh_My_Darling,_Clementine">text from wikisource.org</a> <html><p align="right"><a href="http://www.briarpress.org/843">picture from briarpress.org</a></p></html>
