UP street and down street, Each window's made of glass; If you go to Tommy Tickler's house You'll find a pretty lass. Hug her and kiss her, And take her on your knee, And whisper very close, Darling girl, do you love me? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DEVOURER OF NATIONS by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET FLOWER GUIDANCE by ROBERT FROST LEFT-HANDED POEM by JAMES GALVIN |