Classic and Contemporary Poetry
I KNOW A LITTLE TOWN, by WINIFRED FLEMING TICER Last Line: Like a romping maid. Subject(s): Towns | ||||||||
I know a little town, A funny little town, That runs uphill And then runs down. It starts at the river, Runs east and west, Then out again To the south for a jest. It's a whimsical little town, This funny little town, Both changing and fixed, Of checkered renown. That starts at its ending And is fickle and staid In its uphill and down Like a romping maid. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HAIL TEESSIDE! by CECIL DAY LEWIS THE IMPORTANCE OF GREEN by JAMES GALVIN A TOWN DEDICATED TO THE PURSUIT OF FITNESS & INNER PEACE by ANSELM HOLLO AN EXPLANATION by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON WHAT COULD HAPPEN by DORIANNE LAUX TRAVELOGUE: WHEN WE CONSIDER THE DARK LIGHT by ELENI SIKELIANOS THE GENERAL PUBLIC by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET |
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