With Unkel Eben weepin' We orter heave a sigh Fer his livestock's a dyin'— List ter the reason why. Wher Unkel Eb is livin', They laid cerment between His barnyard and his cabin Wher wunst the grass wus green. And now ther is no passin' With autos whizzin' by; His hungry cows is cryin' While pigs grunt in ther sty. He wants ter cross and feed 'em— 'Tis death ter even try. We shud buy Eb an airship And learn him how ter fly! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GEORGE MOORE by MARIANNE MOORE MIDSUMMER FROST (2) by ISAAC ROSENBERG TO THE DAISY (2) by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THE HOSTING OF THE SIDHE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS ODES: BOOK 2: ODE 9. AT STUDY by MARK AKENSIDE ODE TO THE CONNECTICUT RIVER by JOSIAS LYNDON ARNOLD EIGHT VOLUNTEERS by LANSING C. BAILEY |