There was a naughty boy,
And a naughty boy was he,
He ran away to Scotland
The people for to see -
Then he found
That the ground
Was as hard,
That a yard
Was as long,
That a song
Was as merry,
That a cherry
Was as red -
That lead
Was as weighty,
That fourscore
Was as eighty,
That a door
Was as wooden
As in England -
So he stood in his [...]
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from A Song About Myself
Posted in John Keats, Poetry on February 4, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
