FIRST the teacher called the roll, Clos't to the beginnin', "Addeliney Bowersox!" Set the school a-grinnin'. Winter-time, and stingin' cold When the session took up -- Cold as @3we@1 all looked at @3her@1, Though @3she@1 couldn't look up! Total stranger to us, too -- Country folks ain't allus Nigh so shameful unpolite As some people call us! -- But the honest facts is, @3then@1, Addeliney Bower- Sox's feelin's was so hurt She cried half an hour! My dest was acrost from hern: Set and watched her tryin' To p'tend she didn't keer, And a kind o' dryin' Up her tears with smiles -- tel I Thought, "Well, '@3Addeliney Bowersox'@1 is plain, but @3she's@1 Purty as a piney!" . . . . . . . It's be'n many of a year Sence that most oncommon Cur'ous name o' @3Bowersox@1 Struck me so abomin- Nubble and outlandish-like! -- I changed it to Adde- Liney @3Daubenspeck@1 -- and @3that@1 Nearly killed her Daddy! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A HYMN FOR PROCESSION WITH CROSS AND BANNERS by SABINE BARING-GOULD LOVE'S SECRET, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE TOMMY'S DEAD by SYDNEY THOMPSON DOBELL WHEN HE WOULD HAVE HIS VERSES READ by ROBERT HERRICK OLD POETS by ALFRED JOYCE KILMER THE CLIFF SWALLOWS by DEBRA NYSTROM THE VALLEY OF UNREST (2) by EDGAR ALLAN POE |