Three jolly gentlemen, In coats of red, Rode their horses Up to bed. Three jolly gentlemen Snored till morn, Their horses champing The golden corn. Three jolly gentlemen, At break of day, Came clitter-clatter down the stairs And galloped away. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPEAKIN' O' CHRISTMAS by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR OLD FOLKS AT HOME by STEPHEN COLLINS FOSTER WINTER: MY SECRET by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE IRISH MOTHER'S LAMENT by CECIL FRANCES ALEXANDER RARE INTERVALS by CHARLOTTE LOUISE BERTLESEN |