Author Mary G. Segar An old saw saith: “Unknown, unkissed”Where's little love is little trist:Now e'er beware of “Had I wist”.And note this saw for it is new“Men drink” it saith “e'en as they brew”. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments