The pillar box is fat and red, The pillar box is high; It has the flattest sort of head And not a nose or eye, But just one open nigger mouth That grins when I go by. The pillar box is very round But hungry all the day; Although it doesn't make a sound, Folks know it wants to say, "Give me some letter sandwiches To pass the time away." "A postage stamp I like to eat Or gummy letterette." I see the people on the street, If it is fine or wet, Give something to the greedy thing; They never quite forget. The pillar box is quite a friend; When Father goes away My Mother has such lots to send, Far letters every day, And so I drop them in its mouth When I go out to play. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHITE AN' BLUE by WILLIAM BARNES EPITAPH ON HIMSELF by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE YOUR HANDS by ANGELINA WELD GRIMKE UPON JULIA'S BREASTS by ROBERT HERRICK HERTHA by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE THE MEDITATION OF THE OLD FISHERMAN by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS NORTHERN EARTH MOOD by WILLIAM HERVEY ALLEN JR. |