Best Famous Papas Poems

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• All Famous Papas Poems

Written by Edward Lear | C was Papas gray Cat C was Papa's gray Cat,Who caught a squeaky Mouse; She pulled him by his twirly tailAll about the house.

Written by Edward Lear | D D was Papas white Duck D D was Papa's white Duck,Who had a curly tail; One day it ate a great fat frog,Besides a leetle snail.

Written by Theodore Roethke | My Papas Waltz The whiskey on your breath Could make a small boy dizzy; But I hung on like death: Such waltzing was not easy. We romped until the pans Slid from the kitchen shelf; My mother's countenance Could not unfrown itself. The hand that held my wrist Was battered on one knuckle; At every step you missed My right ear scraped a buckle. You beat time on my head With a palm caked hard by dirt, Then waltzed me off to bed Still clinging to your shirt.

Written by Edward Lear | G was Papas new Gun G was Papa's new Gun;He put it in a box; And then he went and bought a bun,And walked about the Docks.

Written by Edward Lear | H was Papas new Hat H was Papa's new Hat;He wore it on his head; Outside it was completely black,But inside it was red.

Written by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe | The Spring Oracle OH prophetic bird so bright, Blossom-songster, cuckoo bight! In the fairest time of year, Dearest bird, oh! deign to hear What a youthful pair would pray, Do thou call, if hope they may: Thy cuck-oo, thy cuck-oo. Ever more cuck-oo, cuck-oo! Hearest thou? A loving pair Fain would to the altar fare; Yes! a pair in happy youth, Full of virtue, full of truth. Is the hour not fix'd by fate? Say, how long must they still wait? Hark! cuck-oo! hark! cuck-oo! Silent yet! for shame, cuck-oo! 'Tis not our fault, certainly! Only two years patient be! But if we ourselves please here, Will pa-pa-papas appear? Know that thou'lt more kindness do us, More thou'lt prophesy unto us. One! cuck-oo! Two! cuck-oo! Ever, ever, cuck-oo, cuck-oo, coo! If we've calculated clearly, We have half a dozen nearly. If good promises we'll give, Wilt thou say how long we'II live? Truly, we'll confess to thee, We'd prolong it willingly. Coo cuck-oo, coo cuck-oo, Coo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coo! Life is one continued feast-- (If we keep no score, at least). If now we together dwell, Will true love remain as well? For if that should e'er decay, Happiness would pass away. Coo cuck-oo, coo cuck-oo, Coo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coo! 1803.* (Gracefully in infinitum.)

Written by Edward Lear | S was Papas new Stick S was Papa's new Stick,Papa's new thumping Stick, To thump extremely wicked boys,Because it was so thick.