His Uncle came on Franklin Hyde Carousing in the Dirt. He Shook him hard from Side to Side And Hit him till it Hurt, Exclaiming, with a Final Thud, Take that! Abandoned Boy! For Playing with Disgusting Mud As though it were a Toy!' Moral From Franklin Hyde's adventure, learn To pass your Leisure Time In Cleanly Merriment, and turn From Mud and Ooze and Slime And every form of Nastiness- But, on the other Hand, Children in ordinary Dress May always play with Sand. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ARMOR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON I WANT TO LIVE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON YOUTH'S PROGENY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ODE TO THE JOHNS HOPKINS UNIVERSITY by SIDNEY LANIER THE GOLDEN WEDDING OF STERLING AND SARAH LANIER by SIDNEY LANIER WINTER SONG by KATHERINE MANSFIELD |