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 CONTRA MORTEM: THE SUN by HAYDEN CARRUTH I SAW A STABLE by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE SONNET: 54 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE A SONG OF LIFE by ABRAHAM IBN EZRA THE CITY OF DESPAIR by MAXWELL STRUTHERS BURT |
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