понедельник, 14 апреля 2014 г.

English poetry. Our Suburb by Arthur Guiterman

Today I'd like  we to read and enjoy the poem by Arthur Guiterman (1871-1943). The poems of this American writer are full of light, humour and warmth. I'm sure, you'll love  not only this one but others as well.

Our Suburb

Richard MacNeil Our Garden Spot is always bright and pretty
(Of course it's rather soggy when it rains),
And only thirty minutes from the city
(Of course you have to catch the proper trains).
We're through with Grasping Landlords, rents, and leases
(Of course there's still a mortgage debt to pay).
At last we know what True Domestic Peace is
(Of course you can't compel a cook to stay).
Our Little Home is always nice and cozy
(Of course the furnace needs a lot of care).
The country keeps the children fresh and rosy
(Of course the schools are only middling fair).
The Country Club is glorious on Sunday
(Of course it's overcrowded now and then).
We see a play on Broadway every Monday
(Of course we have to leave at half past ten).
It's lovely having grass and trees and flowers
(Of course, at times, mosquitoes are a pest).
Yes, life is life out here in Rangely Towers
(Of course Some People like the city best)!

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