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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WELL, WHY NOT?, by L. T.
First Line: Rhymer byron was a rake
Last Line: I too ought to be a poet.
Subject(s): Drinks & Drinking; Poetry & Poets; Wine
First Line: Rhymer byron was a rake
Last Line: I too ought to be a poet.
Subject(s): Drinks & Drinking; Poetry & Poets; Wine
Rhymer Byron was a rake —
Shakespeare often hit the bottle;
Burns was always on the slake,
Pouring liquor down his throttle;
Poe was pickled night and day;
"Oh, you kid!" was Villon's war cry;
Take the list across the way,
And the same was not a far cry;
Goldsmith never had a cent,
Shelley jumped his board and lodging;
Homer never paid his rent,
Up and down the highway dodging;
Same old bunch across the slope,
Little coin—but game to blow it.—
Seems to me, from all this dope,
I too ought to be a poet.
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