Peking and Heide, pekinese, Came romping wild and free, With kisses moist and plentiful They wished to give to me. Their little tongues like telescopes I both could feel and see, Until they left me with a rush To go to Betty Lee. It must have been her loveliness, Or something that she ate Still clinging to her pretty cheek, Or lips so roseate. Be that, however, as it may, All stains were washed away, And what the flavors were they found Those two will never say. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SECRET OF THE SEA by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW IN AN ARTIST'S STUDIO by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE WANING MOON by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY CHRISTMAS CAROL by SARA TEASDALE THE STRANGER'S ALMS by HENRY ABBEY PSALM 1. THE RIGHTEOUS AND THE WICKED CONTRASTED by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE A NEW PILGRIMAGE: 39 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT TENNESSEE; PRIZE CENTENNIAL ODE (1896) by VIRGINIA FRAZER BOYLE |