Poets •
Biographies •
Poems by Themes •
Random Poem •
The Rating of Poets • The Rating of Poems |
||
|
Poem by Anonymous Times Altered When Jack was poor, the lad was frank and free; Of late he’s grown brim full of pride and pelf: No wonder that he don’t remember me; Why so? you see he has forgot himself. Anonymous Anonymous's other poems:
1451 Views |
|
English Poetry. E-mail eng-poetry.ru@yandex.ru |