I'M thankful that the sun and moon Are both hung up so high, That no presumptuous hand can stretch And pull them from the sky. If they were not, I have no doubt But some reforming ass Would recommend to take them down And light the world with gas. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE COMING OF SNOW by HAYDEN CARRUTH ONE FAVORED ACORN by ROBERT FROST RECOMPENSE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON RETURN (1) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON PRAYER AT SUNRISE by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE AWAKENING by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON |