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Poem by Alfred Edward Housman


The Nonsense Verse


At the door of my own little hovel,
Reading a novel I sat;
And as I was reading the novel
A gnat flew away with my hat.
As fast as a fraudulent banker
Away with my hat it fled,
And calmly came to an anchor
In the midst of the cucumber-bed.

I went and purchased a yacht
And traversed the garden-tank,
And I gave it that insect hot
When I got to the other bank;
Of its life I made an abridgment
By squeezing it somewhat flat,
But I still cannot think what that midge meant
By running away with my hat. 



Alfred Edward Housman


Alfred Edward Housman's other poems:
  1. More Poems. 40. Farewell to a Name and a Number
  2. Additional Poems. 2. Oh Were He and I Together
  3. More Poems. 46. The Land of Biscay
  4. Last Poems. 30. SinnerТs Rue
  5. More Poems. 11. The Rainy Pleiads Wester


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