DE ole plow hoss is busy Breshin' flies off wid his tail, De ole dog's got a move on him Dat's zackly like a snail. De meddeh grass is noddin' En off yondah in de lane I kin hyar de tree toads warnin' "Bettah gedder in yo' grain." Doan yo' hyar de frogs a-gurglin' Dar out yondah in de pond? What's de mattah wid de catbird, Doan yo' hyar his voice respond? Ain't de hull of 'em a-tellin' yo' In language mighty plain, "Doan be frivlin' way yo' moments, Bettah gedder in yo' grain." Ain't de bumble bee a-hummin' 'Mongst de clovah tops an' flowahs, Whilst de ole clock am a-tickin' 'way De minutes an de houahs? Chile, yo's got to be a-hus'lin' To ketch de wisdom train. Doan waste no opportunities, But gedder in yo' grain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...STANZAS ON THE DEATH OF A FRIEND by REGINALD HEBER A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 40 by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN ROBERT E. LEE by JULIA WARD HOWE AND IF THE SONG SHOULD DIE? by ANNIE HATCH BOORNAZIAN THE RING AND THE BOOK: BOOK 2. HALF-ROME by ROBERT BROWNING A SONG OF GOUNOD'S by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON THE LIFE OF HUBERT: MEMORIES OF A DORSET BOYHOOD IN THE 1730S by THOMAS COLE (1727-1796) A REFLECTION ON ODES: BOOK II, 10 BY HORACE by WILLIAM COWPER |