Here you will find the Poem Polly Dibbs of poet C Micheal James Dennis
Mrs Dibbs - Polly Dibbs, Standing at a tub, Washing other people's clothes - Rub-Rub-Rub. Poor, old, skinny arms White with soapy foam - At night she takes her shabby hat And goes off home. Mrs Dibbs - Polly Dibbs - Is not very rich. She goes abroad all day to scrub, And home at night to stitch. She wears her shabby hat awry, Perched on a silly comb; And people laugh at Polly Dibbs As she goes home. Mrs Dibbs - Mother Dibbs - Growing very old, Says, "it's a hard world!" And sniffs and drats the cold. She says it is a cruel world, A weary world to roam. But God will smile on Polly Dibbs When she goes Home.