Poets •
Biographies •
Poems by Themes •
Random Poem •
The Rating of Poets • The Rating of Poems |
||
|
Poem by Oliver Herford Anticipation When I grow up I mean to be A Lion large and fierce to see. I’ll mew so loud that Cook in fright Will give me all the cream in sight. And anyone who dares to say “Poor Puss” to me will rue the day. Then having swallowed him I’ll creep Into the Guest Room Bed to sleep. Oliver Herford Oliver Herford's other poems: Poems of the other poets with the same name: 1338 Views |
|
English Poetry. E-mail eng-poetry.ru@yandex.ru |