Old Sorrel straightens up her ears When papa takes the reins, And doesn't own to half her years When papa takes the reins. Now dogs, look out for flying heels! And boys, look out for whirling wheels! Old Sorrel like a filly feels When papa takes the reins. And mother screams, "She'll run away!" When papa takes the reins; And aunt, she cries, "Be careful, pray!" When papa takes the reins. "Oh, let me out!" shrieks sister Beth, While papa laughs (below his breath); The women folks are scared to death When papa takes the reins. You'd better think the fences fly When papa takes the reins! Not many teams will pass us by When papa takes the reins. The folks come out and look at us, And Mrs. Prim says, "Scandalous!" And oh, but it is glorious When papa takes the reins! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VICARIOUS ATONEMENT by RICHARD ALDINGTON IMAGINARY ANCESTORS: THE GIRAFFE WOMAN OF BURMA by MADELINE DEFREES IT JUST SO HAPPENS by JAMES GALVIN QUEST by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO MAY HOWARD JACKSON - SCULPTOR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON PRAYER AT SUNRISE by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON |