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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MY HOBBY HORSE, by ANONYMOUS First Line: "I had a little hobby horse, it was well shod" Last Line: And dance to the bag-pipes and beating of the drum | |||
I HAD a little hobby horse, it was well shod, It carried me to London, niddety nod, And when we got to London we heard a great shout, Down fell my hobby horse and I cried out: Up again, hobby horse, if thou be a beast, When we get to our town we will have a feast, And if there be but little, why thou shalt have some, And dance to the bag-pipes and beating of the drum. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest..."'TIS MIDNIGHT, AND THE SETTING SUN" by ANONYMOUS "'TWAS ROLLOG, AND THE MINIM POTES" by ANONYMOUS 1648 : FOR COSSACKS by ANONYMOUS A CHERRY YEAR / A MERRY YEAR by ANONYMOUS A COMET FROM THE RHYMERS' CLUB AFAR by ANONYMOUS "A FOX, A FOX, UP GALLANTS TO THE FIELDS" by ANONYMOUS A HORSE AND A FLEA AND THREE BLIND MICE by ANONYMOUS "A LAIRD, A LORD / A COOPER, A THIEF" by ANONYMOUS A LITTLE COCK SPARROW SAT ON A GREEN TREE by ANONYMOUS |
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