PAP had one old-fashioned sayin' That I'll never quite fergit -- And they's seven growed-up childern Of us rickollects it yit! -- Settin' round the dinner-table, Talkin' 'bout our friends, perhaps, Er abusin' of our neghbors, I kin hear them words o' Pap's -- "Shet up, and eat yer vittels!" Pap he'd never argy with us, Ner cut any subject short Whilse we all kep' clear o' gossip, And wuz actin' as we ort: But ef we'd git out o' order -- Like sometimes a fambly is, -- Faultin' folks, er one another, Then we'd hear that voice o' his -- "Shet up, and eat yer vittels!" Wuz no hand hisse'f at talkin' -- @3Never@1 hadn't @3much@1 to say, -- Only, as I said, pervidin' When we'd rile him thataway: Then he'd allus lose his temper Spite o' fate, and jerk his head And slam down his case-knife vicious, Whilse he glared around and said -- "Shet up, and eat yer vittels!" Mind last time 'at Pap was ailin' With a misery in his side, And had hobbled in the kitchen -- Jes' the day before he died, -- Laury Jane she ups and tells him, "Pap, you're pale as pale kin be -- Hain't ye 'feard them-air cowcumbers Hain't good fer ye?" And says he, "Shet up, and eat yer vittels!" Well! I've saw a-many a sorrow, -- Forty year', through thick and thin; I've got best, -- and I've got @3worsted,@1 Time and time and time ag'in! -- But I've met a-many a trouble That I hain't run on to twice, Haltin'-like and thinkin' over Them-air words o' Pap's advice: "Shet up, and eat yer vittels!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A BIT OF SKY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE WILD FLOWER'S SONG by WILLIAM BLAKE THE FORCE OF LOVE by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES THE KINGFISHER by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES ENVOY: 5. TO MY NAME-CHILD by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON PEG OF LIMAVADDY by WILLIAM MAKEPEACE THACKERAY |