There never was a nun, sir, Without a true call, And call I have none, sir, For nun, sir, at all; And except in nun's flesh, sir, No nun there can be, And none of the kind, sir, Was ever in me. So I can't be a nun, sir, I can't be a nun, And more after that, sir, I won't be a nun; And I won't be a nun, sir, Because -- let me see -- Because I don't want, sir, A nun for to be! And still if you tease me To tell why I won't, 'Tis because -- if you please, sir, Because I -- I won't; So I can't be a nun, sir, I won't be a nun, I can't, and I oughtn't And won't be a nun! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: CARL HAMBLIN by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE MILKMAID by JEFFREYS TAYLOR ON THE MOOR by ROBERT ADAMSON (1832-) THERE IS NOTHING STRANGE by ARCHILOCHUS JAMESON'S RIDE by ALFRED AUSTIN HOW THE WINNING FOUR WEST HOME by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |