GOOD morning, Father Francis. Good morning, Mrs. Sheckleton. What has brought you abroad so early, Mrs. Sheckleton? I have come to confess a great sin, Father Francis. What is it, Mrs. Sheckleton? Your cat stole a pound of my butter, Father Francis. O, no sin at all, Mrs. Sheckleton. But I killed your cat for it, Father Francis. O, a very great sin indeed, Mrs. Sheckleton, you must do penance. What penance, Father Francis? Kiss me three times. Oh! but I can't! Oh! but you must! Oh! but I can't! Oh! but you must! Well, what must be must, So kiss, kiss, kiss, and away. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BOUND NO'TH BLUES by JAMES LANGSTON HUGHES CORINNA TO TANAGRA, FROM ATHENS by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR THE HONEYSUCKLE by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI STEEL MILL by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE WAKE OF THE KING OF SPAIN by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD EPITAPH ON A CAT by JOACHIM DU BELLAY THE SEA DREAM by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |