Little Willie Poems

I had never heard of Little Willie poems until last week. I was trying to explain them to David, prior to reading my attempts, and I found a website that had many of Harry Graham’s original poems. I had to repost a few, as I found them hilarious! Enjoy!

Harry Graham [1874-1936] is best known for his wickedly humorous collections of light verse,  ‘Ruthless Rhymes for Heartless Homes’ and ‘More Ruthless Rhymes’. https://briefpoems.wordpress.com/tag/little-willie/

Tender Heartedness
Billy, in one of his nice new sashes,
Fell in the fire and was burnt to ashes;
Now, although the room grows chilly,
I haven’t the heart to poke poor Billy.

Misfortunes Never Come Singly
Making toast at fireside,
Nurse fell in the grate and died;
And, what makes it ten times worse,
All the toast was burned with nurse.

Calculating Clara
O’er the rugged mountain’s brow
Clara threw the twins she nursed,
And remarked, “I wonder now
Which will reach the bottom first?”

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