Quoth Cupid, "No more capers! Well, I have had my fling; I see by all the papers, Disarmament's the thing. "The world is tired of tooting, And tired of war's alarms; The world gives up its shooting, The world lays down its arms. "The thought my spirit harrows, -- But I'm a patriot, so, I'm going to scrap my arrows, I'm going to junk my bow. "And when I drop the curtain, -- When all my tactics cease, -- Of one thing I am certain, Some people will have peace!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO HIS WIFE ON THE 16TH ANNIVERSARY OF HER WEDDING DAY, WITH A RING by SAMUEL BISHOP THE HIPPOPOTAMUS by THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT A LEGEND OF BREGENZ by ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER WIFE, CHILDREN AND FRIENDS by WILLIAM ROBERT SPENCER THE LOVE THAT PURIFIED by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE THE KNOCK by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN |