There was a naughty boy(a.k.a. troj)
Akshit Thakur
A naughty boy was he,
He would not stop at home,
He could not quiet be-
He took
In his knapsack
A book
Full of vowels
And a shirt
With some towels,
A slight cap
For night cap,
A hair brush,
Comb ditto,
New stockings-
For old ones
Would split O!
This knapsack
Tight at 'is back
He rivetted close
And followed his nose
To the North,
To the North,
And followed his nose
To the North.
There was a naughty boy,
And a naughty boy was he,
He ran away to Scotland
The people for to see-
There he found
That the ground
Was as hard,
That a yard
Was as long,
That a song
Was as merry,
That a cherry
Was as red-
That lead
Was as weighty
That fourscore
Was as eighty,
That a door
Was as wooden
As in England-
So he stood in his shoes
And he wondered,
He wondered,
He stood in his shoes
And he wondered.
Comments
ohh ,and he wondered how his name came into the article's title! Good poem, before someone asks, i went to scotland to see hamturk(the pet lizard)! : D
Haha
Lmao
awesome poetry : D
where did u nick it from?? coz if its yours, then you got stuff. keep it up.
i searched it on Google.. written by John Keats.. was in my syllabus and suited troj very much 😛
hahhaha
hahaha nice one
lol
lmao