WHEN I was a little boy I washed my mammy's dishes; I put my finger in my eye, And pulled out golden fishes. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO THE MEMORY OF INEZ MILHOLLAND by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SAINT PATRICK by EDWIN MARKHAM DEDICATION FOR A PLOT OF GROUND by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS POMONA by WILLIAM MORRIS (1834-1896) PICCIOLA by ROBERT HENRY NEWELL |