Treasure Island

Robert William Service

(16 January 1874 - 11 September 1958 / Preston)

Poems of Robert William Service

181. Finality 1/13/2003
182. Finistere 1/13/2003
183. Finnigan's Finish 1/13/2003
184. Fisherfolk 1/13/2003
185. Five-Per-Cent 1/13/2003
186. Fleurette 1/13/2003
187. Flies 1/13/2003
188. Flight 1/13/2003
189. Florentine Pilgrim 1/13/2003
190. Florrie 1/13/2003
191. Flower Gardener 1/13/2003
192. Fool Faith 1/13/2003
193. Fore-Warning 1/13/2003
194. Forgotten Master 1/13/2003
195. Fortitude 1/13/2003
196. Forward 1/13/2003
197. Four-Foot Shelf 1/13/2003
198. Freedom's Fool 1/13/2003
199. Freethinker 1/13/2003
200. Frustration 1/13/2003

You Can't Can Love

I don't know how the fishes feel, but I can't help thinking it odd,
That a gay young flapper of a female eel should fall in love with a cod.
Yet - that's exactly what she did and it only goes to prove,
That' what evr you do you can't put the lid on that crazy feeling Love.

Now that young tom-cod was a dreadful rake, and he had no wish to wed,
But he feared that her foolish heart would break, so this is what he said:
"Some fellows prize a woman's eyes, and some admire her lips,
While so

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