Ellis Parker Butler poems
Ellis Parker Butler(5 December 1869 - 13 September 1937 / Muscatine / Iowa / United States)
A Scotchman Whose Name Was Isbister
- by Ellis Parker Butler 130
A Scotchman whose name was IsbisterHad a maiden giraffe he called 'sister'
When she said 'Oh, be mine,
Be my sweet Valentine!'
He just shinned up her long neck and kissed her.
A Minute
- by Ellis Parker Butler 96
She plucked a blossom fair to see;Upon my coat I let her pin it;
And thus we stood beneath the tree
A minute.
She turned her smiling face to me;
I saw a roguish sweetness in it;
I kissed her once;—it took, maybe,
A minute.
The time was paltry, you'll agree;
It took but little to begin it;
But since my heart has not been free
A minute.