OCHERRY pie! A song for thee! Let not the crusts close-wedded be, But puffed and flaky, plumped with meat, And all the red heart dripping sweet With luscious oozings syrupy. Ah! that's the cherry pie for me! I'll want two "helpin's;" maybe three -- Who ever got enough to eat O' cherry pie? What odds if in our dreams we see Nightmares and goblins? We'll agree, Though Pain usurp Joy's earlier seat, No collywobs can quite defeat The gustatory pleasures we Owe cherry pie. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE VICAR OF WAKEFIELD: SONG by OLIVER GOLDSMITH DELIGHT IN DISORDER by ROBERT HERRICK THE CARD-DEALER by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI ODES: BOOK 1: ODE 7. ON THE USE OF POETRY by MARK AKENSIDE THE BRONZE STATUE OF NAPOLEON by AUGUSTE BARBIER |