@3Has anybody seen my beau?@1 I put the poor goofer out on the range, I thought that I needed a little change, And just the minute that I stopped looking, My dear sweet girl friends started rooking. He always was hanging around, you know, Has @3anyone@1 seen my beau? @3I say, Dad, have you seen my beau?@1 Which one? Why the fellow you weren't so sure Wasn't a part of the furniture. Maybe he's mooning out in the street; I'd like to invite him on in to eat. Have you seen my beau? I ask you, Mother. The one I told he could be my brother. Oh, dear me! Oh! I'm kind of low... Hasn't @3anybody@1 seen my beau? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ARMADA; A FRAGMENT by THOMAS BABINGTON MACAULAY A REQUIEM FOR SOLDIERS LOST IN OCEAN TRANSPORTS by HERMAN MELVILLE HOME THOUGHTS FROM FRANCE by ISAAC ROSENBERG GOOD FRIDAY (1) by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE SAILOR BOY by ALFRED TENNYSON |