Carolyn Wells

(1869-1942 / the United States)

Carolyn Wells Poems

1. A Day Dream 9/13/2010
2. A Dream Lesson 9/13/2010
3. A Long-Felt Want 9/13/2010
4. A Marvel 9/13/2010
5. A Penitential Week 9/13/2010
6. A Photographic Failure 9/13/2010
7. A Tragic Tale Of Tea 9/13/2010
8. An Intercepted Valentine 9/13/2010
9. An Old Love 9/13/2010
10. How The Cat Was Belled 9/13/2010
11. My Barometer 9/13/2010
12. Opulent Ollie 9/13/2010
13. Styx River Anthology 9/13/2010
14. The Arch Armadillo 9/13/2010
15. The Grandiloquent Goat 9/13/2010
16. The Happy Hyena 9/13/2010
17. The Instructiphone 9/13/2010
18. The Intelligent Hen 9/13/2010
19. The Lay Of The Lady Lorraine 9/13/2010
20. The Musical Carp 9/13/2010
21. The New Cup 9/13/2010
22. The Poster-Girl After Dante Gabriel Rossetti 9/13/2010
23. The Purple Cow Parodies 9/13/2010
24. The Rivals 9/13/2010
25. The Smiling Shark 9/13/2010
26. The Spelling Lesson 9/13/2010
27. Young America 9/13/2010
28. A Canner Exceedingly Canny 2/3/2015
29. The Very Merry Voyage Of The Macaroni Man 9/13/2010
30. The Strike Of The Fireworks 9/13/2010
31. The Rhyme Of Triangular Tommy 9/13/2010
32. The Funny Kittens 9/13/2010
33. A Bicycle Built For Two 9/13/2010
34. Bobby's Pocket 9/13/2010
35. A Valuable Gift 9/13/2010
36. An Alice Alphabet 9/13/2010
37. A Phenomenal Fauna 9/13/2010
38. Our Club 9/13/2010
39. Found Wanting 9/13/2010
40. The Butter Betty Bought 9/13/2010
Best Poem of Carolyn Wells

Puzzled

There lived in ancient Scribbletown a wise old writer-man,
Whose name was Homer Cicero Demosthenes McCann.
He'd written treatises and themes till, 'For a change,' he said,
'I think I'll write a children's book before I go to bed.'

He pulled down all his musty tomes in Latin and in Greek;
Consulted cyclopaedias and manuscripts antique,
Essays in Anthropology, studies in counterpoise--
'For these,' he said, 'are useful lore for little girls and boys.'

He scribbled hard, and scribbled fast, he burned the midnight oil,
And when he reached 'The End' he felt ...

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A Day Dream

Polly's patchwork--oh, dear me!--
Truly is a sight to see.
Rumpled, crumpled, soiled, and frayed--
Will the quilt be ever made?
See the stitches yawning wide--
Can it be that Polly _tried_?

Some are right and some are wrong,
Some too short and some too long,

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