Mad Patsy said, he said to me, That every morning he could see An angel walking on the sky; Across the sunny skies of morn He threw great handfuls far and nigh Of poppy seed among the corn; -- And then, he said, the angels run To see the poppies in the sun -- A poppy is a devil weed, I said to him -- he disagreed: He said the devil had no hand In spreading flowers tall and fair By corn and rye and meadow land, And gurth and barrow everywhere: The devil has not any flower, But only money in his power. And then he stretched out in the sun, And rolled upon his back for fun! He kicked his legs and roared for joy Because the sun was shining down! He said he was a little boy And wouldn't work for any clown! He ran and laughed behind a bee; And danced for very ecstasy! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENGLAND IN 1819 by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY THE HAYMAKER'S SONG by ALFRED AUSTIN THE DANGER OF DISCONTENT by E.-G. BAYFIELD SPRING COURAGE by MADELINE BENEDICT THE MAIN DRAG by BERTON BRALEY PARLEYINGS WITH CERTAIN PEOPLE OF IMPORTANCE: APOLLO AND THE FATES by ROBERT BROWNING |