Christopher Morley (5 May 1890 – 28 March 1957 / Haverford, Pennslyvania)
Poems of Christopher Morley
|21.||The barren music of a word or phrase,||4/20/2010|
|22.||The Church of Unbent Knees||4/20/2010|
|23.||The Commercial Traveler||4/20/2010|
|26.||The Music Box||4/20/2010|
|27.||The Old Swimmer||4/20/2010|
|29.||The Wedded Lover||4/20/2010|
|30.||Tit for Tat||4/20/2010|
|31.||To A Child||4/20/2010|
|32.||To a Post Office Inkwell||4/20/2010|
|33.||To You, Remembering the Past||4/20/2010|
|35.||Washing the Dishes||4/20/2010|
|36.||When I a householder became||4/20/2010|
Animal crackers and cocoa to drink,
That is the finest of suppers I think;
When I'm grown up and can have what I please
I think I shall always insist upon these.
What do YOU choose when you're offered a treat?
When Mother says, 'What would you like best to eat?'
Is it waffles and syrup, or cinnamon toast?
It's cocoa and animals that I love most!