Fi-Fi In Bed
Read 'Fi-Fi In Bed' by 'Robert William Service' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
Up into the sky I stare;
All the little stars I see;
And I know that God is there
O, how lonely He must be!
Me, I laugh and leap all day,
Till my head begins to nod;
He's so great, He cannot play:
I am glad I am not God.
Poor kind God upon His throne,
Up there in the sky so blue,
Always, always all alone . . .
"Please, dear God, I pity You."
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