Once in English they said America. Was it English to them.
Once they said Belgian.
We like a fog.
Do you for weather.
Are we brave.
Are we true.
Have we the national colour.
Can we stand ditches.
Can we mean well.
Do we talk together.
Have we red cross.
A great many people speak of feet.
And socks.
More verses by Gertrude Stein
- Stanzas In Meditation
- A Long Dress
- Red Faces
- Daughter
- Idem the Same: A Valentine to Sherwood Anderson