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I once read an essay that made perfect sense It gave an alternative to cure expense It was a proposal that was quite modest I wish I'd have thought of it, to be honest It was from the early eighteenth century It would empty the full penitentiary Babies are free until they are at least one Then they are fat, tender, and ripe in the sun Parents can sell them to the politicians They will use them as part of their nutrition It is a win for everyone, you can tell After all, we're already going to Hell Sell the babies for politicians to eat Use the money for a superfluous treat We should kindly thank Mr. Jonathan Swift For solving all our problems with this great gift
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Mar 13, 2013
Mar 13, 2013 at 8:19 PM UTC
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I once read an essay that made perfect sense It gave an alternative to cure expense It was a proposal that was quite modest I wish I'd have thought of it, to be honest It was from the early eighteenth century It would empty the full penitentiary Babies are free until they are at least one Then they are fat, tender, and ripe in the sun Parents can sell them to the politicians They will use them as part of their nutrition It is a win for everyone, you can tell After all, we're already going to Hell Sell the babies for politicians to eat Use the money for a superfluous treat We should kindly thank Mr. Jonathan Swift For solving all our problems with this great gift
Upon rereading Jonathan Swift's satire, "A Modest Proposal."
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Mar 13, 2013
Mar 13, 2013 at 8:19 PM UTC
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