Author Edmund Clerihew Bentley When I faced the bowling of Hirst I ejaculated, " Do your worst!" He said, " Right you are, Sid." Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Log in or register to post comments