YOUNG Croesus went to pay his call On Colonel Sawbones, Caxton Hall: And, though his wound was healed and mended, He hoped he'd get his leave extended. The waiting-room was dark and bare. He eyed a neat-framed notice there Above the fireplace hung to show Disabled heroes where to go For arms and legs; with scale of price, And words of dignified advice How officers could get them free. Elbow or shoulder, hip or knee, Two arms, two legs, though all were lost, They'd be restored him free of cost. Then a Girl Guide looked to say, 'Will Captain Croesus come this way?' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOMESDAY BOOK: HENRY BAKER, AT NEW YORK by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: WILLIAM JONES by EDGAR LEE MASTERS A BALLAD OF WHITECHAPEL by ISAAC ROSENBERG LOVE IN AUTUMN by SARA TEASDALE THE CHAPERON by HENRY CUYLER BUNNER ALICE IN WONDERLAND: THE WALRUS AND THE CARPENTER by CHARLES LUTWIDGE DODGSON SHELTERED GARDEN by HILDA DOOLITTLE |