TALKIN' o' poetry, -- There're few men yit 'At's got the stuff b'iled down so's it'll pour Out sorgum-like, and keeps a year and more Jes' sweeter ever' time you tackle it! Why, all the jinglin' truck 'at hes been writ Fer twenty year and better is so pore You cain't find no sap in it any more 'N you'd find juice in puff-balls! -- @3And I'd Quit!@1 What people wants is facts, I apper-hend; And naked Natur is the thing to give Your writin' bottom, eh? And I contend 'At honest work is allus bound to live. Now them's my views; 'cause you kin recommend Sich poetry as that from end to end. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONG BY THE WINDOW BEFORE BED by KATHERINE MANSFIELD FACADE: 2. THE BAT by EDITH SITWELL AUGURIES OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE BUDMOUTH DEARS by THOMAS HARDY THE LAKE ISLE OF INNISFREE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS |