Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THIS LITTLE BOY GOES TO MARKET, by HELEN W. FOWLER First Line: Patriot mothers, come and bear Last Line: Fill the future's bloody stew. Subject(s): Boys; Butchers; Mothers | ||||||||
Patriot mothers, come and bear Babies for the Butcher's Fair. For nice fresh babies pink and round Butchers pay you by the pound. Cuddled darlings, don't you cry. You'll be mincemeat bye and bye. Breed them, mothers, strong and big; Sell them like a roasting pig. Sell your finest, sell your best. Butcher knives will do the rest. Breed them carefully and well, Mindful they'll be blown to hell. Praise the butchers who let you Fill the future's bloody stew. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY MOTHER'S HANDS by ANDREW HUDGINS CONTINENT'S END by ROBINSON JEFFERS IN THE 25TH YEAR OF MY MOTHER'S DEATH by JUDY JORDAN THE PAIDLIN' WEAN by ALEXANDER ANDERSON BLASTING FROM HEAVEN by PHILIP LEVINE |
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