O my aged Uncle Arly!
Sitting on a heap of Barley
Thro' the silent hours of night,
Close beside a leafy thicket:
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great poem really love it Long ago, in youth, he squander'd All his goods away, and wander'd To the Tinskoop-hills afar.
On a little heap of Barley Died my aged Uncle Arly, And they buried him one night; Close beside the leafy thicket very good poem
Tight shoes! ! Muse of your uncle, Very busy! Day and night. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Uncle Arly And the life Under the poetic description Excellently expressed
Enjoyed the funny poem of Edward Lear. Here is my feedback: Once there was the aged Uncle Arly; Who was sitting on the heap of Barley; Fermenting to make some beer, For himself and also for Mr Lear, They got drunk and cursed Mr Charlie.
There were some interesting passages here but in the end I sat here wondering what it was all about
There are many incidents that come in one's life and one such incident that one is so engrossed with may carry him through to the last leaves lasting impact on others to remember with.....very touching and well crafted 10++