Robert William Service

(16 January 1874 - 11 September 1958 / Preston)

Robert William Service Poems

221. The Hand 1/13/2003
222. The Haggis Of Private McPhee 1/13/2003
223. The Great Recall 1/13/2003
224. The Gramaphone At Fond-Du-Lac 1/13/2003
225. The God Of Common-Sense 1/13/2003
226. The Goat And I 1/13/2003
227. The Ghosts 1/13/2003
228. The Front Tooth 1/13/2003
229. The Fool 1/13/2003
230. The Flower Shop 1/13/2003
231. The Farmer's Daughter 1/13/2003
232. The Faceless Man 1/13/2003
233. The Enigma 1/13/2003
234. The End Of The Trail 1/13/2003
235. The Duel 1/13/2003
236. The Dreamer 1/13/2003
237. The Dream 1/13/2003
238. The Defeated 1/13/2003
239. The Decision 1/13/2003
240. The Death Of Marie Toro 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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