HE sailed o'er the weltery watery miles For a tabular year-and-a-day, To the kindless, kinkable Cannibal Isles He sailed and he sailed away! He captured a loon in a wild lagoon, And a yak that weeps and smiles, And a bustard-bird, and a blue baboon, In the kindless Cannibal Isles And wilds Of the kinkable Cannibal Isles. He swiped in bats with his butterflynet, In the kindless Cannibal Isles And got short-waisted and over-het In the haunts of the crocodiles; And nine or ten little Pigmy Men Of the quaintest shapes and styles He shipped back home to his old Aunt Jenn, From the kindless Cannibal Isles And wilds Of the kinkable Cannibal Isles. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PROUD MAISIE, FR. THE HEART OF MIDLOTHIAN by WALTER SCOTT THE ROSE OF PEACE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE ART OF PRESERVING HEALTH: BOOK 1. AIR by JOHN ARMSTRONG BRITANNIA TO COLUMBIA by ALFRED AUSTIN CYNTHIA RETURNED FROM THE COUNTRY by PHILIP AYRES THE LAY OF THE LOVER'S FRIEND by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN |