I had a Nanny who was black
she loved to look at me and whack
the living daylights out of me
to set, she said my dark soul free.
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There is something wonderfully childish about this Herbert. I mean that in a positive means. It is a very English poem, almost Betjamin-like. A celebration of something that not everyone can experience yet the experience of this poem is what makes it universal. I love the rhyme. There are only a few ryhmers on this site who can pull it off whith panaz. this poem show that you are up there with the best.
Mein F, with a Nanny like that who needs a mother? She sounds divine?
Now this is thought-provoking but more-so big guffaw-provoking (and brilliantly written, naturally) . Were Spike still with us he'd be jealous.....