O HENRY, Afrite-chef of all delight! -- Of all delectables conglomerate That stay the starved brain and rejuvenate The mental man. Th' esthetic appetite -- So long anhungered that its "in'ards" fight And growl gutwise, -- its pangs thou dost abate And all so amiably alleviate, Joy pats its belly as a hobo might Who haply hath attained a cherry pie With no burnt bottom in it, ner no seeds -- Nothin' but crispest crust, and thickness fit, And squshin'-juicy, and jes' mighty nigh Too dratted drippin'-sweet fer human needs, But fer the sosh of milk that goes with it. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOMESDAY BOOK: FATHER WHIMSETT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPAIN IN AMERICA by GEORGE SANTAYANA THE BATTLE-FIELD by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT PATROLING BARNEGAT by WALT WHITMAN ON TURNING A STONE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN RIZPAH by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE LANGUAGE OF THE EYES by EDWARD GEORGE EARLE LYTTON BULWER-LYTTON |