WHEN I was a lad and so was my dad I came out of a bean swad; The bean swad it was too full And I jumped into a roaring bull; The roaring bull it was too fat And I jumped into a gentleman's hat; The gentleman's hat it was too fine So I jumped into a bottle of wine; The bottle of wine it was too clear So I jumped into a barrel of beer; The barrel of beer it was too thick So I jumped out on an oak stick; The oak stick began to crack And I jumped onto a horse's back; The horse's back began to bend So I jumped down by a turkey hen; The turkey hen began to lay And I got an egg that day for my tay. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WISDOM COMETH WITH THE YEARS by COUNTEE CULLEN DESIRE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO GALLANT FRANCE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: AMOS SIBLEY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS EASTER HYMN by GEORGE SANTAYANA PLAINT OF THE DISGUSTED BRITON IN THE STATES by GEORGE SANTAYANA |