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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SWINGING, by ANONYMOUS First Line: I went into my grandmother's garden Last Line: Over the bowling green | |||
I WENT into my grandmother's garden And there I found a farden; I gave it to my mother To buy a baby brother; The baby was so bandy, I gave it a drop of brandy; The brandy was so hot, I put it in the pot; The pot was so little, I put it in the kettle; The kettle had a spout And it all ran out. With a good push-- Over the bowling green. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest... |
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