Mr. Pennybaker At Church Poem by Elizabeth Madox Roberts
Mr. Pennybaker At Church
He holds his songbook very low,
And then he stretches down his face,
And Mother said, 'You mustn't watch,
He's only singing bass.'
He makes his voice go walking down,
Or else he hurries twice as fast
As all the rest, but even then
He finishes the song the last.
And when I see him singing there,
I wonder if he knows it all
About Leviticus and Shem
And Deuteronomy and Saul.
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