There was a man lived quite near us; He had a wooden leg and a goldfinch in a green cage. His name was Farkey Anderson, And he'd been in a war to get his leg. We were very sad about him, Because he had such a beautiful smile And was such a big man to live in a very small house. When he walked on the road his leg did not matter so much; But when he walked in his little house It made an ugly noise. Little Brother said his goldfinch sang the loudest of all birds, So that he should not hear his poor leg And feel too sorry about it. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VARIATIONS: 14 by CONRAD AIKEN SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: STATE'S ATTORNEY FALLAS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS LAUGHTER (YOUTH SPEAKS TO HIS OWN OLD AGE) by CONRAD AIKEN MISSING THE BO IN THE HENHOUSE by HAYDEN CARRUTH SONG OF THE WAVE by ROBERT FROST DESIRE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON FICTION by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |