Representative Poetry Online
On this day: June 12th
Random Poem of the Day
2It fell to earth, I knew not where;
3For, so swiftly it flew, the sight
4Could not follow it in its flight.
5I lent five shillings to some men,
6They spent it all, I know not when,
7For who is quick enough to know
8The time in which a crown may go?
9Long, long afterward, in a whin
10I found the golf-ball, black as sin;
11But the five shillings are missing still!
12They haven't turned up, and I doubt if they will.
Notes
1] a less than good-natured take-off of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's "The Arrow and the Song." Back to Line