Poetry

    In Disgrace is a poem by Leona Harig
"In Disgrace"

One day my little dog and I,
Rusty is his name,
We had a very jolly time,
We played a lovely game.
I'd toss a ball and he would run
And fetch it back to me,
Oh we had heaps and heaps of fun
And Rusty barked with glee.

But one time Rusty ran so fast
He simply couldn't stop.
His feet just skidded in the grass
And he went down "ker-plop."
He rolled into the middle of
My Mother's flower bed,
He broke and crushed the flowers
Till the pretty things were dead.

My mother came and saw it all
And she was much displeased;
I said that I was sorry,
But she was deeply grieved.
She said I'd been a naughty girl
And she must punish me,
So she stood me in the corner
Til it was time for tea.

But Rusty knew it was his fault,
That he was quite to blame;
So he came and sat close by me
And hung his head in shame.
My mother came and saw us
And said we looked so dear,
She made a picture of us both,
Just as you see it here. 


... The connection between the poem and my quotation is they both involve something related to a misdeed, and then leads to a punishment. This poem is kind of opposite to my quote. In the poem they make it feel like the girl is disgraced in the punishment,even though the quote says that disgrace is in the act. You could link to two together, saying that the disgrace happened with the act, and that it's not in the punishment.