Robert William Service

(16 January 1874 - 11 September 1958 / Preston)

Poems of Robert William Service

381. Nature's Touch 1/13/2003
382. Nature's Way 1/13/2003
383. Navels 1/13/2003
384. Negress In Notre Dame 1/13/2003
385. Neighbours 1/13/2003
386. New Year's Eve 1/13/2003
387. No Lilies For Lisette 1/13/2003
388. No More Music 1/13/2003
389. No Neck-Tie Party 1/13/2003
390. No Sourdough 1/13/2003
391. No Sunday Chicken 1/13/2003
392. Noctambule 1/13/2003
393. O Lovely Lie 1/13/2003
394. Obesity 1/13/2003
395. Oh, It Is Good 1/13/2003
396. Old Bob 1/13/2003
397. Old Boy Scout 1/13/2003
398. Old Codger 1/13/2003
399. Old Crony 1/13/2003
400. Old David Smail 1/13/2003

Lobster For Lunch

His face was like a lobster red,
His legs were white as mayonnaise:
"I've had a jolly lunch," he said,
That Englishman of pleasant ways.
"Thy do us well at our hotel:
In England food is dull these days."

"We had a big langouste for lunch.
I almost ate the whole of it.

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