OCHERRY pie! A song for thee! Let not the crusts close-wedded be, But puffed and flaky, plumped with meat, And all the red heart dripping sweet With luscious oozings syrupy. Ah! that's the cherry pie for me! I'll want two "helpin's;" maybe three -- Who ever got enough to eat O' cherry pie? What odds if in our dreams we see Nightmares and goblins? We'll agree, Though Pain usurp Joy's earlier seat, No collywobs can quite defeat The gustatory pleasures we Owe cherry pie. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SUMMER STORM by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL SONNET: 3 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE JANUARY MORNING by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS VULTURES by GHALIB IBN RIBAH AL-HAJJAM TWO THINGS by AMIR MAHMUD IBN AMIR YAMINU'D-DIN TUGHRA'I SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 44. ISEULT by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) THE FOURFOLD ASPECT by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING WRETTEN BY ME ON THE DEATH OF MY CHILD ROBERT PAYLER by MARY CAREY |