Author J. A. Pott To think that I would fawn on you For dinner ā such a dinner too As yours, ah, what a fate! He that could face your daintiest fare, Good Zoilus, had better share With Lazarus at the gate. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments