Oh! Kitty Malone--Mrs. Merdle 'Tis Now-- Was There Ever On Earth Than This, Greater Folly? Still Gorging, While Groaning, And Swearing A Vow, That Yours Is A Case Of Most Sad Melancholy. With Table That Croesus Never Had But Might Covet, You Live But To Eat And To Eat 'Cause You Love It; And Yet While You Swallow Great Sirloins Of Meat Complain Like A Beggar Of Nothing To Eat.
No favourite Poem yet! Login To View And Add to Favourites
