The Owlet and the Gamekeeper

A little fluffy owlet, short and fat, Upon the topknot of a fir-tree sat; He thought of baby rabbits and of mice, He thought of human beings once or twice. It can be said and said without demur, He was a most profound philosopher. A keeper passed, a sturdy realist; He raised his gun and … Continue reading The Owlet and the Gamekeeper


A Sonnet On Soap

R P Lister kept a lot of his work in scrapbooks. This is the first post of many featuring some of these poems. Click on the image below to see it in full resolution. Enjoy! Soap has a beauty wholly of its own,  Being compounded of most stinking fats Boiled up with caustic soda in … Continue reading A Sonnet On Soap