ONE time, when we'z at Aunty's house -- 'Way in the country! -- where They's ist but woods -- an' pigs, an' cows -- An' all's outdoors an' air! -- An' orchurd-swing; an' churry trees -- An' @3churries@1 in 'em! -- Yes, an' these- Here redhead birds steals all they please, An' tetch 'em ef you dare! -- W'y, wunst, one time, when we wuz there, @3We et out on the porch!@1 Wite where the cellar door wuz shut The table wuz; an' I Let Aunty set by me an' cut My vittuls up -- an' pie. 'Tuz awful funny! -- I could see The redheads in the churry tree; An' beehives, where you got to be So keerful, goin' by; -- An' "Comp'ny" there an' all! -- an' we -- @3We et out on the porch!@1 An' I ist et @3p'surves@1 an' things 'At Ma don't 'low me to -- An' @3chickun-gizzurds@1 -- (don't like @3wings@1 Like @3Parunts@1 does! do @3you?@1) An' all the time the wind blowed there, An' I could feel it in my hair, An' ist smell clover @3ever'@1where! -- An' a old redhead flew Purt' nigh wite over my high-chair, @3When we et on the porch!@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OVER THE HILL TO THE POOR-HOUSE by WILLIAM MCKENDREE CARLETON IDEA: TO THE READER OF THESE SONNETS, INTRODUCTION by MICHAEL DRAYTON THE SNOW-STORM by RALPH WALDO EMERSON WHY I WRITE NOT OF LOVE by BEN JONSON EPODE: 2. THE PRAISES OF A COUNTRY LIFE by QUINTUS HORATIUS FLACCUS THE CHILD IN THE GARDEN by HENRY VAN DYKE |