His Shoes Were Far Too Tight: Poems by Edward Lear

40 Pages·2013·366.47 MB·English

by  Brown, Calef;Lear, Edward;Pinkwater, Daniel

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BBYY EEDDWWAARRDD LLEEAARR
Masterminded by Daniel Pinkwater
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INTRODUCTION
He was a fat, goofy-looking guy
with thick eyeglasses. He liked
people, but he was shy. He liked
kids. He liked animals. He had
a cat named Old Foss. This is a
picture he drew of himself:
HIS NAME WAS
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Because he was shy and had health
TO MAKE
problems all his life, Mr. Lear kept to
himself, which meant he got to observe
people from a distance. He may have

noticed that NONSENSE
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He could see the funny side of things—
and not just funny, he saw how nice it is
The first ones were published
when things don’t make sense in the way
in a book in 1846. Kids, and
we are taught to expect them to make
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HOW PLEASANT TO
KNOW MR LEAR!
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How pleasant to know Mr. Lear! He has many friends, lay men and clerical;
Who has written such volumes of stuff! Old Foss is the name of his cat;
Some think him ill-tempered and queer, His body is perfectly spherical;
But a few think him pleasant enough. He weareth a runcible hat.
His mind is concrete and fastidious; When he walks in waterproof white
His nose is remarkably big; The children run after him so!
His visage is more or less hideous; Calling out, “He’s come out in his night-
His beard it resembles a wig. Gown, that crazy old Englishman, O!”
He has ears, and two eyes, and ten fingers, He weeps by the side of the ocean,
Leastways if you reckon two thumbs; He weeps on the top of the hill;
Long ago he was one of the singers, He purchases pancakes and lotion,
But now he is one of the dumbs. And chocolate shrimps from the mill.
He sits in a beautiful parlor, He reads, but he cannot speak, Spanish;
With hundreds of books on the wall; He cannot abide ginger beer.
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THE POBBLE WHO HAS NO TOES
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The Pobble who has no toes But before he touched the shore,
Had once as many as we; The shore of the Bristol Channel,
When they said, “Some day you may lose them all;” A sea-green Porpoise carried away
He replied, “Fish fiddle de-dee!” His wrapper of scarlet flannel.
And his Aunt Jobiska made him drink And when he came to observe his feet,
Lavender water tinged with pink, Formerly garnished with toes so neat,
For she said, “The World in general knows His face at once became forlorn
There’s nothing so good for a Pobble’s toes!” On perceiving that all his toes were gone!
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The Pobble who has no toes,
Swam across the Bristol Channel;
But before he set out he wrapped his nose
In a piece of scarlet flannel.
For his Aunt Jobiska said, “No harm
Can come to his toes if his nose is warm;
And it’s perfectly known that a Pobble’s toes
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