The Sparrow in the Zoo
Begone! With flagging wings sit downOn some old penthouse near the town.In brewers' stables peck thy grain,Then wash it down with puddled rain;And hear thy dirty offspring squallFrom bottles on a suburb wall.
Phil Robinson (1847โ1902)
Begone! With flagging wings sit downOn some old penthouse near the town.In brewers' stables peck thy grain,Then wash it down with puddled rain;And hear thy dirty offspring squallFrom bottles on a suburb wall.