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SONG by THOMAS HOOD

Poet Analysis

First Line: MY MOTHER BIDS ME SPEND MY SMILES
Last Line: AND LEAVE MAMMA TO FEED THE FLOCK!
Subject(s): LOVE;
MY mother bids me spend my smiles
On all who come and call me fair,
As crumbs are thrown upon the tiles,
To all the sparrows of the air.

But I've a darling of my own
For whom I hoard my little stock--
What if I chirp him all alone,
And leave mamma to feed the flock!



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