MR. FINNEY had a turnip And it grew and it grew; And it grew behind the barn, And that turnip did no harm. There it grew and it grew Till it could grow no longer; Then his daughter Lizzie picked it And put it in the cellar. There it lay and it lay Till it began to rot; And his daughter Susie took it And put it in the pot. And they boiled it and boiled it As long as they were able, And then his daughters took it And put it on the table. Mr. Finney and his wife They sat down to sup; And they ate and they ate And they ate that turnip up. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE ECSTASY by HAYDEN CARRUTH SPOKEN AT A CASTLE GATE by DONALD (GRADY) DAVIDSON A SUMMER'S GARDEN by ROBERT FROST DOWN BY THE CARIB SEA: 6. SUNSET IN THE TROPICS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON GIANT RED WOMAN by CLARENCE MAJOR MADMAN OF THE SOUTH SIDE by CLARENCE MAJOR TO HELEN KELLER - HUMANITARIAN, SOCIAL DEMOCRAT, GREAT SOUL by EDWIN MARKHAM |