Thomas Edward Brown ( )


The Pessimist, or the Raven and the Jackdaw


Croak  croak  croak! 
      Lifes a pig-in-a-poke. 
            Indeed! says the little Jackdaw. 
 
Croak  croak  croak! 
      And a cruel joke! 
            Dear me! says the little Jackdaw. 
 
Croak  croak  croak! 
      Its a tyrants yoke! 
            How? says the little Jackdaw. 
 
Croak  croak  croak! 
      We must vanish like smoke. 
            Why? says the little Jackdaw. 
 
Croak  croak  croak! 
      Ask the elm! ask the oak! 
            What? says the little Jackdaw. 
 
Croak  croak  croak! 
      Your feelings you cloke! 
            Where? says the little Jackdaw. 
 
Croak  croak  croak! 
      Do you like your own folk? 
            Yes! says the little Jackdaw. 
 
Croak  croak  croak! 
      With despair dont you choke? 
            No! says the little Jackdaw. 
 
Croak  croak  croak! 
      Youre a d---d little bloke! 
            Always was says the little Jackdaw. 





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1.10.2007
   


Thomas Edward Brown's other poems:
  1. Salve!
  2. Lynton Verses
  3. I Bended Unto Me A Bough
  4. Land, Ho!
  5. Jessie


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