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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SCURVY ENTERTAINMENT, by ABU ABD ALLAH First Line: Abdul aziz one day Last Line: Plucked from her withered jowl! | |||
Abdul Aziz one day Invited me to stay: May Allah, if He please, Not bless Abdul Aziz! He poured me wine, the which Was black as bubbling pitch, And served (this really hurt!) Goats' horns for my dessert. Then came a foul old hag And offered me a bag Of raisins, each a mole Plucked from her withered jowl! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WINE AND CITRON by ABU ABD ALLAH THE GIFT TO SING by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON OWEN SEAMAN; ESTABLISHES ENTENE CORDIALE IN MANNER GUY WETMORE CARRYL by LOUIS UNTERMEYER A PHONECALL FROM FRANK O'HARA by ANNE WALDMAN MUJER by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS THE STENOGRAPHERS by PATRICIA KATHLEEN PAGE TO WILLIAM LLOYD GARRISON by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER |
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