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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SCURVY ENTERTAINMENT, by ABU ABD ALLAH First Line: Abdul aziz one day Last Line: Plucked from her withered jowl! | |||
Abdul Aziz one day Invited me to stay: May Allah, if He please, Not bless Abdul Aziz! He poured me wine, the which Was black as bubbling pitch, And served (this really hurt!) Goats' horns for my dessert. Then came a foul old hag And offered me a bag Of raisins, each a mole Plucked from her withered jowl! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WINE AND CITRON by ABU ABD ALLAH TWILIGHT SONG by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON MENAPHON: SEPHESTIA'S [CRADLE] SONG TO HER CHILD by ROBERT GREENE A VALENTINE by LAURA ELIZABETH HOWE RICHARDS EARLY RISING by JOHN GODFREY SAXE THE OLD MEN ADMIRING THEMSELVES IN THE WATER by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS CEREMONIAL ODE; INTENDED FOR A UNIVERSITY by LASCELLES ABERCROMBIE |
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