Should Heaven send me any son,
I hope he’s not like Tennyson.
I’d rather have him play a fiddle
Than rise and bow and speak an idyll.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Dorothy Parker's poem Alfred, Lord Tennyson

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  1. vicktoria says:

    this poem is very weird and i don’t understand it

  2. Nicole says:

    I do not understand this poem.

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