By the side of a murmuring stream an elderly gentleman sat, On the top of his head was a wig, and a-top of his wig was his hat. The wind it blew high and blew strong, as the elderly gentleman sat; And bore from his head in a trice, and plunged in the river his hat. The gentleman then took his cane which lay by his side as he sat; And he dropped in the river his wig, in attempting to get out his hat. His breast it grew cold with despair, and full in his eye madness sat; So he flung in the river his cane to swim with his wig, and his hat. Cool reflection at last came across while this elderly gentleman sat; So he thought he would follow the stream and look for his cane, wig, and hat. His head being thicker than common, o'er-balanced the rest of his fat; And in plumped this son of a woman to follow his wig, cane, and hat. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SACRIFICE by GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL TO THE QUEEN by ALFRED TENNYSON SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 8. THEE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) ECLOGUE: THE COMMON A-TOOK IN by WILLIAM BARNES MARCH MADNESS ON EDGEWATER HILL by BEULAH ALLYNE BELL THERE IS NO DEATH by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |