Poor Angus

Poem Shel Silverstein

Music Gordon Bok


Shel was an astounding poet (and singer too, I am told) whose works would enrich any library, any life. I wish I had met him.


Gordon - viol


Oh what do you do, poor Angus

When hunger makes you cry

I fix myself an omelet, sir

Of fluffy clouds and sky


Oh what do you do, poor Angus

When the winds blow down the hills

I sew myself a warm cloak, sir

Of hope and daffodils


And who will you love, poor Angus

When Catherine's gone from the moor

Ah then, sir, then's the only time

I think I'm really poor



Poor Angus is recorded on the album Dear To Our Island