Why do you rush through the fields in trains, 
Guessing so much and so much. 
Why do you flash through the flowery meads, 
Fat-head poet that nobody reads; 
And why do you know such a frightful lot 
About people in gloves and such? 

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Poet: G.K. Chesterton
Poem: An Answer to Frances Cornford

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