Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AND TEXAS HAS GONE DRY!, by WILLIAM A. PHELON First Line: Through the mighty lone star empire sounds Last Line: From louisiana's border to the yellow rio grande! Subject(s): Temperance; Texas; Prohibition | ||||||||
THROUGH the mighty Lone Star Empire sounds a sad and creaking cry "What's the use of living longer, now that Texas has gone dry?" It's beyond all explanation, it's a curious condition Texas, Texas of all places, to turn wholly prohibition! When the hunting-shirted fighters grimly held the Alamo, It's dead certain, `twixt their volleys, that they took a nip or so When Sam Houston led his fighters right through Santa Anna's camp, Flasks and horns, well-primed with red stuff made the evening gayly damp! At the fight of Palo Alto, Taylor growled: "Supplies are short When you get the grape-shot started, bring along another quart!" When the Rangers, matchless centaurs, rode along the border-line, Counted they, with their munitions, bourbon, rye and Spanish wine Not a thought of stopping liquornot a chance to feel a drouth From the Llano Estacado to the Colorado's mouth When the cowboys fought Comanches, on the vast and grassy plains, Do you think they wet their whistles in the scanty summer rains? And the rattlesnakes of Texas! Never were they known to kill When the victim had good whisky, and could drink his utter fill! Oh, those days, when SUCH was Texaswhen the best was like the worst, When men fought, and herded cattleand assuaged a steady thirst! Now, what IS the use of living? No more whisky, beer or brandy From Louisiana's border to the yellow Rio Grande! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ODE FOR A SOCIAL MEETING, WITH SLIGHT ALTERATIONS BY A TEETOTALER by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES TEMPER by CLARA EXLINE BOCKOVEN A TRUCKER DRIVES THROUGH HIS LOST YOUTH by DAVID BOTTOMS THE FIGHTING WORD by BERTON BRALEY THE METHOD OF THE MAD MULLAH by BERTON BRALEY ON A PROHIBITIONIST POEM by GILBERT KEITH CHESTERTON A MAIDEN'S DREAM by ROBERT GREENE OUR PROGRAM by ARTHUR GUITERMAN A FOOL THERE WAS by WILLIAM A. PHELON |
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