HE had fished in the Aroostook, And he'd trolled in the Walloostook, And he'd angled in the Mattawamkeag, He had hunted Lake Umbagog, And spent weeks on Memphremagog, For he'd sworn to bring the fish home by the bag. All too soon the summer ended, And his homeward way he wended, And he left his tent within the shady vale; But before the reached New Lyddom, He took all his fish and hid 'em In an envelope and sent them home by mail. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HAIL TEESSIDE! by CECIL DAY LEWIS WOMAN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON BEAUTY THAT IS NEVER OLD by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON CAPUT MORTUUM by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON THE DARKEST HOUR; OXFORD, 1917 by GEORGE SANTAYANA |