Edgar Albert Guest

(20 August 1881 - 5 August 1959 / Birmingham / England)

The Happy Slow Thinker - Poem by Edgar Albert Guest

Full many a time a thought has come
That had a bitter meaning in it.
And in the conversation's hum
I lost it ere I could begin it.

I've had it on my tongue to spring
Some poisoned quip that I thought clever;
Then something happened and the sting
Unuttered went, and died forever.

A lot of bitter thoughts I've had
To silence fellows and to flay 'em,
But next day always I've been glad
I wasn't quick enough to say 'em.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 14, 2014



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