Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, LINES TO A PERFECT SHE, by ROBERT EMMET


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LINES TO A PERFECT SHE, by                    
First Line: Oh, priceless fowl, so safe and sure
Last Line: Do all the crowing.
Subject(s): Chickens


Oh, priceless fowl, so safe and sure,
Accuse me not, I beg, of malice,
If I should say I'd like to lure
You from Corvallis.

For oft have I essayed to make
A quest for feminine perfection,
And yet I've always chanced to take
The wrong direction.

I've sought the perfect she -- and missed --
And lost my faith 'mid doubts enmeshing;
And so the thought that you exist
Is most refreshing.

You daily fill your chosen place,
And, though you're not up-stage or vain, you
Consistently supply the base
Of every menu.

You do not recognize fatigue,
But labor all the law allows, and
I know that in the chicken league
You bat one thousand.

The others of the barnyard crew
(Cows, geese and sheep -- to be specific)
Are not so diligent as you,
Nor so prolific.

And though your products grace our plate,
You dodge the praise that we're bestowing,
For you're content to let your mate
Do all the crowing.





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