Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, AT THE KEYHOLE, by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE



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First Line: Grill me some bones,' said the cobbler
Last Line: Grill me some bones!'
Alternate Author Name(s): Ramal, Walter; De La Mare, Walter


'Grill me some bones,' said the Cobbler,
'Some bones, my pretty Sue;
I'm tired of my lonesome with heels and soles,
Springsides and uppers too;
A mouse in the wainscot is nibbling;
A wind in the keyhole drones;
And a sheet webbed over my candle, Susie, --
Grill me some bones!

'Grill me some bones,' said the Cobbler,
'I sat at my tic-tac-to;
And a footstep came to my door and stopped,
And a hand groped to and fro;
And I peered up over my boot and last;
And my feet went cold as stones: --
I saw an eye at the keyhole, Susie! --
Grill me some bones!'





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