"SUNSHINE on de medders, Greenness on de way; Dat 's de blessed reason I sing all de day." Look hyeah! Whut you axin'? Whut meks me so merry? 'Spect to see me sighin' W'en hit 's wa'm in Febawary? 'Long de stake an' rider Seen a robin set; W'y, hit 'mence a-thawin', Groun' is monst'ous wet. Den you stan' dah wond'rin', Lookin' skeert an' stary; I 's a right to caper W'en hit 's wa'm in Febawary. Missis gone a-drivin', Mastah gone to shoot; Ev'ry da'ky lazin' In de sun to boot. Qua'tah 's moughty pleasant, Hangin' 'roun' my Mary; Cou'tin' boun' to prospah W'en hit 's wa'm in Febawary. Cidah look so pu'ty Po'in' f'om de jug -- Don' you see it 's happy? Hyeah it laffin' -- glug? Now 's de time fu' people Fu' to try an' bury All dey grief an' sorrer, W'en hit 's wa'm in Febawary. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE KINGFISHER by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES SOMETIMES by THOMAS SAMUEL JONES JR. HUGH SELWYN MAUBERLEY: 1. E.P. ODE POUR L'ELECTION DE SON SEPULCHRE by EZRA POUND THE BLACKBIRD by ALFRED TENNYSON THE PUZZLE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN A NEW PSALM FOR THE CHAPEL OF KILMARNOCK by ROBERT BURNS A BUFFALO DANCE AT SANTO DOMINGO by WITTER BYNNER AN HONEST VALENTINE; RETURNED FROM THE DEAD-LETTER OFFICE by DINAH MARIA MULOCK CRAIK |