Poems by Patrick Barrington
My Love is Theosophist
... She sensed Miss Hope's as bilious green, ...
I Met a Lady in the Wood
... Where tall trees twined their branches high ...
The Diplomatic Platypus
... Won approval from his masters down in Downing Street so wholly, O, ...
I Was A Bustlemaker Once, Girls
... But things have decayed in the bustle making trade, since the bustle making trade began ...
Battle Song
... There's hope for the stale there, strength for the frail there, ...
When I was Young and Ignorant
... My love now dwells in circus halls with clowns and tight-rope dancers, ...
I had a hippopotamus
... My house now lacks the glamour that the charming creature gave ...
