That her left foot is smaller if only slightly than her right and when bare cloven down to the arch. Lovers when they are up and down and think they are whirling look like a pink tractor tire from the ceiling. Drag the wooden girl to the fire but don't throw her in as would the Great Diana of Asia. Oh the price, the price price. Oh the toll, the toll toll. Oh the cost, the cost cost. Of her he thought. To dogs and fire, Bengal tiger, gorilla, Miura bull throw those who hate thee, let my love be perfect. I will lift her up out of Montana where her hoof bruised my thigh. I planted apple trees all day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ADVICE by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES TO THE SOUTH ON ITS NEW SLAVERY by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR ON THE DEATH OF BENJAMIN FRANKLIN by PHILIP FRENEAU FOR DECORATION DAY: 1861-1865 by RUPERT HUGHES I SAW THREE SHIPS by MOTHER GOOSE TO F - (MRS. FRANCES SARGENT OSGOOD) by EDGAR ALLAN POE THE POWER OF MUSIC by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH AN EARNEST SUIT [TO HIS UNKIND MISTRESS NOT TO FORESAKE HIM] by THOMAS WYATT |