ONCE there was a little boy, With curly hair and pleasant eye— A boy who always told the truth, And never, never told a lie. And when he trotted off to school, The children all about would cry, "There goes the curly-headed boy— The boy that never tells a lie." And everybody loved him so, Because he always told the truth, That every day, as he grew up, 'Twas said, "There goes the honest youth." And when the people that stood near Would turn to ask the reason why, The answer would be always this: "Because he never tells a lie." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE VILLAGE by HAYDEN CARRUTH SPRING NOTES FROM ROBIN HILL by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE CENTER OF GRAVITY by DAVID IGNATOW DOWN BY THE CARIB SEA: 6. SUNSET IN THE TROPICS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON A SEA-SHORE GRAVE by SIDNEY LANIER |