I haven't bothered to look. I'll have to now, though. Schadenfreude demands it.
As to my own selection, there were a few I thought about. There was, of course, this:
Nature's first green is gold Her hardest hue to hold Her early leaf's a flower But only so an hour The leaf subsides to leave So Eden sank to grief So dawn goes down today Nothing gold can stay. -Robert Frost
^I had to memorize it in the 8th grade. I'm as yet to forget it.
The other one is a favorite of my grandpa's:
My beard grows to my toes I never wears no clothes I wrap my hair Around my bare And down the road I goes. -Shel Silverstein
Really, the entirety of Where the Sidewalk Ends and A Light in the Attic could qualify. I read a selection of my favorite poems from both of those books for my speech class in college.
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As to my own selection, there were a few I thought about. There was, of course, this:
Nature's first green is gold
Her hardest hue to hold
Her early leaf's a flower
But only so an hour
The leaf subsides to leave
So Eden sank to grief
So dawn goes down today
Nothing gold can stay.
-Robert Frost
^I had to memorize it in the 8th grade. I'm as yet to forget it.
The other one is a favorite of my grandpa's:
My beard grows to my toes
I never wears no clothes
I wrap my hair
Around my bare
And down the road I goes.
-Shel Silverstein
Really, the entirety of Where the Sidewalk Ends and A Light in the Attic could qualify. I read a selection of my favorite poems from both of those books for my speech class in college.