February 13, 2004
Favorite Poems 2
The Embarrassing Episode of Little Miss Muffet ~ Guy Wetmore Carryl
Little Miss Muffet discovered a tuffet, (Which never occurred to the rest of us) And, as 'twas a June day, and just about noonday, She wanted to eat--like the best of us: Her diet was whey, and I hasten to say It is wholesome and people grow fat on it. The spot being lonely, the lady not only Discovered the tuffet, but sat on it.
A rivulet gabbled beside her and babbled, As rivulets always are thought to do, And dragon flies sported around and cavorted, As poets say dragon flies ought to do; When, glancing aside for a moment, she spied A horrible sight that brought fear to her, A hideous spider was sitting beside her, And most unavoidably near to her!
Albeit unsightly, this creature politely Said: "Madam, I earnestly vow to you, I'm penitent that I did not bring my hat. I Should otherwise certainly bow to you." Though anxious to please, he was so ill at ease That he lost all his sense of propriety, And grew so inept that he clumsily stept In her plate--which is barred in Society.
This curious error completed her terror; She shuddered, and growing much paler, not Only left tuffet, but dealt him a buffet Which doubled him up in a sailor knot. It should be explained that at this he was pained: He cried: "I have vexed you, no doubt of it! Your fist's like a truncheon." "You're still in my luncheon," Was all that she answered. "Get out of it!"
And the Moral this: Be it madam or miss To whom you have something to say, You are only absurd when you get in the curd But you're rude when you get in the whey!Posted by micah on February 13, 2004 04:51 PM
that is phenomenal. tres bon.
Posted by: joy at February 13, 2004 05:18 PMYou HAVE discovered OUR favorite poem from our childhood! Did Granddma show it too you?
I can still recite the WHOLE thing!...can't remember what I had for lunch today...but can remember all of this!
Love ya!
Aunt J
Aunt J,
Grandma gave me the book from which I got this poem for high school graduation. It is one of Christa's favorites too.
And I think Grandma showed us this poem when she gave Christa her book when she graduated.
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