Maude, the brightest of the sex, Forged her daddy's name to checks, Took them to the local banks, Cashed them, with a smile of thanks. All the money came in handy -- Maudie was so fond of candy! Weight she gained in a way affrighting, So she's given up her writing. Save the money, when you forge; Little ladies do not gorge. Don, the little apple-cheek, Sold his aunt's blue-ribbon Peke, Sneaked it out of Auntie's house, Hidden in his sailor blouse. Donald planned to spend his earnings Gratifying all his yearnings, But the chance for pleasure slipped him, For the doggie's buyer gypped him. If they can't complete the deal, Nicer children do not steal. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE STRANGER by LAWRENCE ALMA-TADEMA AFTER THE SOIREE by F. R. D. B. WE'LL GO NO MORE THE WOODLAND WAY by THEODORE FAULLAIN DE BANVILLE ON THE DEATH OF MRS. MARTINEAU by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD EMERGENCY by WILLIAM ROSE BENET THE SPELL by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |