Treasure Island

Robert William Service

(16 January 1874 - 11 September 1958 / Preston)

Poems of Robert William Service

821. Work 1/13/2003
822. Work And Joy 1/13/2003
823. Worms 1/13/2003
824. Wounded 1/13/2003
825. Wrestling Match 1/13/2003
826. Yellow 1/13/2003
827. You And Me 1/13/2003
828. You Can't Can Love 1/13/2003
829. Young Fellow My Lad 1/13/2003
830. Young Mother 1/13/2003
831. Your Poem 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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