i like this poem, cos its silly.
sounds like the author wrote it for fun. which is why i like it :)
Godfrey Gordon Gustavus Gore
Godfrey Gordon Gustavus Gore--
No doubt you have heard that name before--
Was boy who never would shut a door!
The wind might whistle, the wind might roar,
And teeth be aching and throats be sore,
But still he never would shut the door.
His father would beg, his mother implore,
"Godfrey Gordon Gustavus Gore,
We really do wish you would shut the door!"
Their hands they wrung, their hair they tore;
But Godfrey Gordon Gustavus Gore
Was as deaf as the buoy out at the Nore
When he walked forth the folks would roar,
"Godfrey Gordon Gustavus Gore,
Why don't you think to shut the door?"
They rigged out a shutter with sail and oar,
And threatened to pack off Gustavus Gore
On a voyage of penance to Singapore
But he begged for mercy and said, "No more!
Pray do not send me to Singapore
On a shutter, and then i will shut the door!"
-Anon-
and this because i can just imagine the darling brown rabbit.
Who'll Help A Fairy?
"Oh! what shall I do?" sobbed a tiny mole,
"A Fairy has stumbled into my hole;
It is full of water and crewling things,
And she can't get out, for she's hurt her wings.
"I did my best to catch hold of her hair,
But my arms are short, and she's still in there.
Oh! help her, white rabbit, your arms are very long;
You say you're good, and I know your strong."
"Dont bother me," the white rabbit said-
She shut up her eyes and her ears grew red-
"There's lots of mud and its sure to stick
On my beautiful fur, so white and thick."
"Oh dear! oh dear!" sobbed the poor little mole,
"Who'll help the Fairy out of the hole?"
A little brown rabbit popped up from the gorse,
"I'm not very strong, but I'll try, of course."
His little tail bobbed as he waddled in,
The muddy water came up to his chin;
But he caught the Fairy tight by the hand,
And helped her get to Fairyland.
But she kissed him first on his muddy nose,
She kissed his face and his little wet toes;
And when the day dawned in the early light,
The common brown rabbit was silvery white.
"Oh! what shall I do?" sobbed a tiny mole,
"A Fairy has stumbled into my hole;
It is full of water and crewling things,
And she can't get out, for she's hurt her wings.
"I did my best to catch hold of her hair,
But my arms are short, and she's still in there.
Oh! help her, white rabbit, your arms are very long;
You say you're good, and I know your strong."
"Dont bother me," the white rabbit said-
She shut up her eyes and her ears grew red-
"There's lots of mud and its sure to stick
On my beautiful fur, so white and thick."
"Oh dear! oh dear!" sobbed the poor little mole,
"Who'll help the Fairy out of the hole?"
A little brown rabbit popped up from the gorse,
"I'm not very strong, but I'll try, of course."
His little tail bobbed as he waddled in,
The muddy water came up to his chin;
But he caught the Fairy tight by the hand,
And helped her get to Fairyland.
But she kissed him first on his muddy nose,
She kissed his face and his little wet toes;
And when the day dawned in the early light,
The common brown rabbit was silvery white.
-Anon-
~vid~
