Mad Patsy said, he said to me, That every morning he could see An angel walking on the sky; Across the sunny skies of morn He threw great handfuls far and nigh Of poppy seed among the corn; -- And then, he said, the angels run To see the poppies in the sun -- A poppy is a devil weed, I said to him -- he disagreed: He said the devil had no hand In spreading flowers tall and fair By corn and rye and meadow land, And gurth and barrow everywhere: The devil has not any flower, But only money in his power. And then he stretched out in the sun, And rolled upon his back for fun! He kicked his legs and roared for joy Because the sun was shining down! He said he was a little boy And wouldn't work for any clown! He ran and laughed behind a bee; And danced for very ecstasy! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN THIS AGE OF HARD TRYING, NONCHALANCE IS GOOD AND by MARIANNE MOORE IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 104 by ALFRED TENNYSON THE DANUBE RIVER by C. HAMILTON AIDE THE LAST MAN: EXTREME ACCLIVITY by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES WERE IT ONLY NOW by A. W. BELL EPISTLE TO A GENTLEMAN OF THE TEMPLE by JOHN BYROM TO MY SON by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |