LITTLE Rapacity Greed was a glutton: He'd eat any meat, from goose-livers to mutton; All fowl, flesh, or sausage with all savors through it -- You never saw sausage stuffed as @3he@1 could do it! His nice mamma owned, "O he eats as none other Than animal kind"; and his bright little brother Sighed, pained to admit a phrase noneulogistic, "Rap eats like a -- pardon me -- Cannibalistic." "He eats -- like a @3boor,"@1 said his sister -- "a shameless Plebeian, in sooth, of an ancestry nameless!" "He eats," moaned his father, despairingly placid And hopeless, -- "he eats like -- he eats like an acid!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A MID-DAY DREAMER by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON SPIRIT OF '76 by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS MEMORIAL DAY by WILLIAM E. BROOKS APRIL'S LAMBS by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES TO MR. GAY, WHO WROTE HIM A CONGRATULATORY LETTER ON FINISHING HOUSE by ALEXANDER POPE MONT BLANC; LINES WRITTEN IN THE VALE OF CHAMOUNI by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY |