Another Dialog Poem

The Milliner's Daughter



"I love your hat, Miss Lamentaine."

     "Why thank you kindly, little Jane."

"It's made of silk, that sweet pink bow?"

     "Indeed it is. How did you know?"

"My Mama is the milliner; she uses such fine wares.

She makes each hat with tasteful eye, and always utmost care."

     "How clever she must be, my dear, to make such lovely hats!"

"Clever indeed is she, and still more clever than that."



--Miriam Parrish

A Breezy Dialog Poem

Madeline Smith is a talented young writer.  This is the second of Madeline's poems published at STUDENTS PUBLISH HERE!  The first is here. Watch for others to appear in the near future.


Tea Talk


Two ladies were at tea one day.
The hostess then began to say
‘Ah, yes, my figure has grown lanky
With twenty children to chase and spanky!”
The guest said, “I thought nineteen?”
The first, “Things are not as they seem.
I, in fact, gave birth last night.”
Then, the reply: “What a delight!
Pray, what is the dear babe’s name?”
“Malcolm Mauritius Cornelius Tremain
Vernon Jamaica...and Edwards, of course.”
“Well, I too gave birth.”
“What’s that, your fourth?”
“No, the other day to join the mix,
We adopted twenty-six!”

--Madeline Smith
(Grade 8)