When Aunt Selina comes to tea She always makes them send for me, And I must be polite and clean And seldom heard, but always seen. I must sit stiffly in my chair As long as Aunt Selina's there. But there are certain things I would Ask Aunt Selina if I could. I'd ask when she was small, like me, If she had ever climbed a tree. Or if she'd ever, ever gone Without her shoes and stockings on Where lovely puddles lay in rows To let the mud squeege through her toes. Or if she'd coasted on a sled, Or learned to stand upon her head And wave her feet -- and after that I'd ask her how she got so fat. These things I'd like to ask, and then -- I hope she would not come again! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SEVEN TWILIGHTS: 3 by CONRAD AIKEN THEY HAVEN'T HEARD THE WEST IS OVER by JAMES GALVIN POSSUM SONG (A WARNING) by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON MANHATTAN, 1609 by EDWIN MARKHAM SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: COONEY POTTER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |