Take one home for the kiddies

On shallow straw, in shadeless glass,
Huddled by empty bowls, they sleep:
No dark, no dam, no earth, no grass –
Mam, get us one of them to keep.

Living toys are something novel,
But it soon wears off somehow.
Fetch the shoebox, fetch the shovel –
Mam, we're playing funerals now.

Philip Larkin

0 comment on Take one home for the kiddies

  1. TeacherLady
    March 13, 2008 at 6:14 pm

    Remember… A puppy isn’t just for Christmas… With any luck, there’s be some left over for Boxing Day!

    Seriously, I liked the poem. Kids can be fickle.

  2. ito
    April 14, 2008 at 9:28 pm

    And cruel also. I see it every day at work.


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