Clement Clarke Moore

New York City, New York
Clement Clarke Moore
New York City, New York
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Old Santeclaus

Rating: 2.9
But where I found the children naughty,
In manners rude, in temper haughty,
Thankless to parents, liars, swearers,
Boxers, or cheats, or base tale-bearers,

I left a long, black, birchen rod,
Such as the dread command of God
Directs a Parent's hand to use
When virtue's path his sons refuse.
Susan Williams 25 December 2015
I guess some complaints never change, do they?
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Spock The Vegan 11 December 2015
Spare the rod, spoil the child in poetry form!
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