MISS T.

By Walter de la Mare

It's a very odd thing —— -

As odd as can be — -

That whatever Miss T. eats

Turns into Miss T.;

Porridge and apples,

Mince, muffins and mutton,

Jam, junket, jumbles ——

Not a rap, not a button

It matters; the moment

They're out of her plate,

Though shared by Miss Butcher

And sour Mr. Bate;

Tiny and cheerful,

And neat as can be,

Whatever Miss T. eats

Turns into Miss T.