Hilaire Belloc

(27 July 1870 – 16 July 1953 / La Celle-Saint-Cloud)

The Scorpion - Poem by Hilaire Belloc

The Scorpion is as black as soot,
He dearly loves to bite;
He is a most unpleasant brute
To find in bed at night.


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  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (7/27/2016 3:40:00 AM)


    A philosophical write, it can be interpreted in several ways, Awesome 4 lines....10++ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

Poem Edited: Friday, November 11, 2011


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