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  • 49.
    Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf

    As soon as Wolf began to feel
    That he would like a decent meal,
    He went and knocked on Grandma's door.
    When Grandma opened it, she saw
    The sharp white teeth, the horrid grin,
    And Wolfie said, 'May I come in?'
    Poor Grandmamma was terrified,
    'He's going to eat me up!' she cried.
    And she was absolutely right.
    He ate her up in one big bite.
    But Grandmamma was small and tough,
    And Wolfie wailed, 'That's not enough!
    I haven't yet begun to feel
    That I have had a decent meal!'
    He ran around the kitchen yelping,
    'I've got to have a second helping!'

    Then added with a frightful leer,
    'I'm therefore going to wait right here
    Till Little Miss Red Riding Hood
    Comes home from walking in the wood.'

    He quickly put on Grandma's clothes,
    (Of course he hadn't eaten those).
    He dressed himself in coat and hat.
    He put on shoes, and after that,
    He even brushed and curled his hair,
    Then sat himself in Grandma's chair.

    In came the little girl in red.
    She stopped. She stared. And then she said,
    'What great big ears you have, Grandma.'
    'All the better to hear you with,'
    the Wolf replied.
    'What great big eyes you have, Grandma.'
    said Little Red Riding Hood.
    'All the better to see you with,'
    the Wolf replied.
    He sat there watching her and smiled.
    He thought, I'm going to eat this child.
    Compared with her old Grandmamma,
    She's going to taste like caviar.

    Then Little Red Riding Hood said, '
    But Grandma, what a lovely great big
    furry coat you have on.'

    'That's wrong!' cried Wolf.
    'Have you forgot
    To tell me what BIG TEETH I've got?
    Ah well, no matter what you say,
    I'm going to eat you anyway.'

    The small girl smiles. One eyelid flickers.
    She whips a pistol from her knickers.
    She aims it at the creature's head,
    And bang bang bang, she shoots him dead.

    A few weeks later, in the wood,
    I came across Miss Riding Hood.
    But what a change! No cloak of red,
    No silly hood upon her head.
    She said, 'Hello, and do please note
    My lovely furry wolfskin coat.' read more »

  • 50.
    The Indian Serenade

    I arise from dreams of thee
    In the first sweet sleep of night,
    When the winds are breathing low,
    And the stars are shining bright read more »

  • 51.
    Futility

    Oh, I have tried to laugh the pain away,
    Let new flames brush my love-springs like a feather.
    But the old fever seizes me to-day,
    As sickness grips a soul in wretched weather. read more »

  • 52.
    The Living Torch

    Those lit eyes go before me, in full view,
    (Some cunning angel magnetised their light) -
    Heavenly twins, yet my own brothers too,
    Shaking their diamond blaze into my sight. read more »

  • 53.
    The world is too much with us; late and soon

    The world is too much with us; late and soon,
    Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers:
    Little we see in Nature that is ours;
    We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! read more »

  • 54.
    The Silken Tent

    She is as in a field a silken tent
    At midday when the sunny summer breeze
    Has dried the dew and all its ropes relent,
    So that in guys it gently sways at ease, read more »

  • 55.
    A Draught Of Sunshine

    Hence Burgundy, Claret, and Port,
    Away with old Hock and madeira,
    Too earthly ye are for my sport;
    There's a beverage brighter and clearer. read more »

  • 56.
    Fire in the Heavens

    Fire in the heavens, and fire along the hills,
    and fire made solid in the flinty stone,
    thick-mass'd or scatter'd pebble, fire that fills
    the breathless hour that lives in fire alone. read more »

  • 57.
    How Soon Hath Time

    How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth,
    Stoln on his wing my three and twentieth year!
    My hasting days fly on wtih full career,
    But my late spring no bud or blossom shew'th. read more »

  • 58.
    Summer's Last Will and Testament (excerpt)

    Spring, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant king,
    Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,
    Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing:
    Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo! read more »

  • 59.
    Femmes Damnées

    Like pensive cattle, lying on the sands,
    they turn their eyes towards the sea’s far hills,
    and, feet searching each other’s, touching hands, read more »

  • 60.
    The Moon, Offended

    Oh moon our fathers worshipped, their love discreet,
    from the blue country’s heights where the bright seraglio, read more »

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  58. The Sonnet, C Richard Miles
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