PORE-FOLKS lives at Lonesomeville -- Lawzy! but they're pore Houses with no winders in, And hardly any door: Chimbly all tore down, and no Smoke in that at all -- Ist a stovepipe through a hole In the kitchen wall! Pump 'at's got no handle on; And no wood-shed -- And, @3wooh!@1 -- Mighty cold there, choppin' wood, Like pore-folks has to do! -- Winter-time, and snow and sleet Ist fairly fit to kill! -- Hope to goodness @3Santy Claus@1 Goes to Lonesomeville! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ANOTHER GRACE FOR A CHILD by ROBERT HERRICK GLOTTO'S TOWER by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW IN TIME OF GRIEF by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE SONG OF THE SILENT LAND by JOHANN GAUDENZ VON SALIS-SEEWIS AD PATRIAM by CLINTON SCOLLARD SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 15. ONE NIGHT WITH THEE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |