MR. COLUMMY is out in his park, He and his tummy, Mr. Colummy. As soon as they see him the little dogs bark; Oh! ever so rummy Is Mr. Colummy. Mr. Colummy has riz' with the lark; Beginnings were slummy With Mr. Colummy. He once was a minnow, and now he's a shark. He used to say: "Lumme!" Did Mr. Colummy. Mrs. Colummy is pretty and dark; Awfully plummy Is Mrs. Colummy! Her parents belonged to the island of Sark. She's not very chummy With Mr. Colummy. Master Colummy -- his cares do not cark! That fat little dummy Takes after his mummy; There's never quite anything up to his mark; Life's almost too crummy For Master Colummy! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MODERN LOVE: 30 by GEORGE MEREDITH LONG DELAYED by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM WITH MY CIGAR by JOHN CLINTON ANTHONY MR. PETER'S STORY: THE BAGMAN'S DOG by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM QUATORZAINS: 9. TO MY LYRE by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES A NEW HAMPSHIRE BOY by MORRIS GILBERT BISHOP THE LEADING OF SORROW by MATHILDE BLIND NATURE FAKIRS IN VERMONT by DANIEL LEAVENS CADY STANZAS, ON PLANTING A BAY-TREE AT THE GRAVE OF CHURCHILL by JOHN CHALK CLARIS |