Collected poems of Edwin Arlington Robinson | ||
II
A Mighty Runner
(Nicarchus)
The day when Charmus ran with fiveIn Arcady, as I'm alive,
He came in seventh.—“Five and one
Make seven, you say? It can't be done.”—
Well, if you think it needs a note,
A friend in a fur overcoat
Ran with him, crying all the while,
“You'll beat 'em, Charmus, by a mile!”
And so he came in seventh.
Therefore, good Zoilus, you see
The thing is plain as plain can be;
And with four more for company,
He would have been eleventh.
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