Carolyn Wells

(1869-1942 / the United States)

Puzzled - Poem by Carolyn Wells

There lived in ancient Scribbletown a wise old writer-man,
Whose name was Homer Cicero Demosthenes McCann.
He'd written treatises and themes till, 'For a change,' he said,
'I think I'll write a children's book before I go to bed.'

He pulled down all his musty tomes in Latin and in Greek;
Consulted cyclopaedias and manuscripts antique,
Essays in Anthropology, studies in counterpoise--
'For these,' he said, 'are useful lore for little girls and boys.'

He scribbled hard, and scribbled fast, he burned the midnight oil,
And when he reached 'The End' he felt rewarded for his toil;
He said, 'This charming Children's Book is greatly to my credit.'
And now he's sorely puzzled that no child has ever read it.

Comments about Puzzled by Carolyn Wells

  • Gold Star - 5,757 Points Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black (8/17/2014 1:07:00 PM)

    sometimes the public fails to recognize the value of a well researched and profound work...they prefer reading the trite writings that don't challenge their minds. good ryhme all the way through..I think most writers and poets may feel the same way your character McCann felt.. especially when they write a great book that doesn't catch on with the public and becomes a best seller... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 13, 2010

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