Kitabı oku: «Children of Our Town», sayfa 3

WISTFULNESS

 
Baby and Sis and me
Stand by the fence and see
Picnickers munch
Lots o' good lunch,
Jes' givin' nothin' to we.
 
 
Baby and Sis and me,
Hungry as we can be,
Haven't no right
To be 'spectin' a bite, —
But we're glad lookin' is free.
 

KINDNESS TO ANIMALS

 
The Bison, though he seems so grim,
Is very sensitive;
And when the children stare at him,
He wants to cease to live.
 
 
He hears them wonder why he's there,
And why he can't break through;
And why he has such funny hair,
And why he doesn't moo.
 
 
At this, the suffering Buffalo
Can scarce restrain to weep;
Their caustic comments hurt him so, —
They haunt him in his sleep.
 
 
But, Grown-Up people, let me pray
You'll not behave like this;
The Bison pet, – and, when you may,
Give him a friendly kiss.
 

A COLD DAY

 
In winter time when ice and sleet
Make slidy places on the street,
The children early leave their beds
And rush out with their skates and sleds.
 
 
All merrily the little dears
Throw snowballs in each other's ears;
And thus with pretty playful ways
Beguile the white and wintry days.
 
 
Oh, Venerable Veterans,
I hate to disarrange your plans;
But truly, if you try this game
You will go home all stiff and lame.
 

SKATES

 
A blithesome boy this picture shows;
He has a true Mercurian pose,
Like winged heels his roller-skates
Send him fast-flying past his mates.
When one is young, 'tis very nice
To skate on rollers or on ice.
 
 
But Ancient Gaffers, do not try
With active boys like this to vie.
For if you get a skate on, you
Acquire a rolling gait, 'tis true.
But soon this proverb you'll endorse, —
A rolling gait gathers remorse.