I know but will not tell
you, Aunt Irene, why there
are soap suds in the whiskey:
Uncle Robert had to have
A drink while shaving.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Alan Dugan's poem Elegy


  1. Tony says:

    this is not the whole poem

  2. parnura says:

    this poem is considered an elegy?

  3. matthew says:

    this poem drunk, alan, we care for your splendor is the end of a chapter to all who wish to ceaselessly drink while never being

  4. chris says:

    elegys are mourning the dead..they arent supposed to be funny

  5. Michael says:

    this poem isn’t even funny!!

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