Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE BLACK RIDERS: 2, by STEPHEN CRANE First Line: Three little birds in a row Last Line: Those three little birds in a row. | ||||||||
Three little birds in a row Sat musing. A man passed near that place Then did the little birds nudge each other. They said: "He thinks he can sing." They threw back their heads to laugh. With quaint countenances They regarded him. They were very curious Those three little birds in a row. | Discover our poem explanations - click here!Other Poems of Interest...THE BLACK RIDERS: 22 by STEPHEN CRANE THE BLACK RIDERS: 38 by STEPHEN CRANE THE BLACK RIDERS: 56 by STEPHEN CRANE THE BLACK RIDERS: 9 by STEPHEN CRANE WAR IS KIND: 1 by STEPHEN CRANE WAR IS KIND: 12 by STEPHEN CRANE WAR IS KIND: 21 by STEPHEN CRANE |
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