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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SCURVY ENTERTAINMENT, by ABU ABD ALLAH First Line: Abdul aziz one day Last Line: Plucked from her withered jowl! | |||
Abdul Aziz one day Invited me to stay: May Allah, if He please, Not bless Abdul Aziz! He poured me wine, the which Was black as bubbling pitch, And served (this really hurt!) Goats' horns for my dessert. Then came a foul old hag And offered me a bag Of raisins, each a mole Plucked from her withered jowl! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WINE AND CITRON by ABU ABD ALLAH GHOSTS OF A LUNATIC ASYLUM by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET THE PINES AND THE SEA by CHRISTOPHER PEARSE CRANCH TO MADAME DE SEVIGNE by MATHIEU DE MONTREUIL SONG FOR A LITTLE HOUSE by CHRISTOPHER DARLINGTON MORLEY SING-SONG; A NURSERY RHYME BOOK: 110 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI A SUMMER NIGHT by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS POET FLAYS TEMPTATIONS OF CITY LIFE by MORRIS GILBERT BISHOP BUILDING THE LIBRARY, TOKYO UNIVERSITY; NIGHT SCENE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |
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