Alfred Edward Housman

(26 March 1859 – 30 April 1936 / Worcestershire)

O Why Do You Walk (A Parody) - Poem by Alfred Edward Housman

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O why do you walk through the fields in boots,
Missing so much and so much?
O fat white woman whom nobody shoots,
Why do you walk through the fields in boots,
When the grass is soft as the breast of coots
And shivering-sweet to the touch?


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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