Give me something to eat, Good people, I pray; I have really not had One mouthful today! I am hungry and cold, And last night I dreamed A scarecrow had caught me - Good land, how I screamed! Of one little children And six ailing wives (No, one wife and six children), Not one of them thrives. So pity my case, Dear people, I pray; I'm honest, and really I've come a long way. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...COLUMBUS [AUGUST 3, 1492] by JOHANN CHRISTOPH FRIEDRICH VON SCHILLER KINDNESS TO ANIMALS by JOSEPH ASHBY-STERRY THE OLD CAMP; WRITTEN IN A ROMAN FORTIFICATION IN BAVARIA by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN THE FORD OF TRANSFIGURATION by WILLIAM ROSE BENET PSALM 137 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |