I HAVE a Poll parrot, And Poll is my doll, And my nurse is Polly, And my sister Poll. 'Polly!' cried Polly, 'Don't tear Polly dolly' -- While soft-hearted Poll Trembled for the doll. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SCHOOL BOY, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE THE ROCK OF CASHEL by AUBREY DE VERE MAIDEN MELANCHOLY by RAINER MARIA RILKE URANIA; THE WOMAN IN THE MOON: THE SECOND CANTO, OR FIRST QUARTER by WILLIAM BASSE STATUETTE by DOLORES DOROTHE BOST |