Poems of emotional love, and other poems . an you, But tis the best that I can do. Proceed, the Host called urgingly, And when youve done your part well see How much it may amuse a man. The Teacher smiled and now began: III 112 POEMS OF EMOTIONAL LOVE The Sauciest Little Fellow I knew a little chap, one time, The sauciest little fellow,His eyes were blue, his hair was just The yellowest kind of yellow. He played about from morn til night And often got in never seemed to worry him, But Vanished like a bubble. He ran away one day, but soon His mother followed afterAnd found him in
Poems of emotional love, and other poems . an you, But tis the best that I can do. Proceed, the Host called urgingly, And when youve done your part well see How much it may amuse a man. The Teacher smiled and now began: III 112 POEMS OF EMOTIONAL LOVE The Sauciest Little Fellow I knew a little chap, one time, The sauciest little fellow,His eyes were blue, his hair was just The yellowest kind of yellow. He played about from morn til night And often got in never seemed to worry him, But Vanished like a bubble. He ran away one day, but soon His mother followed afterAnd found him in a neighbors barn Suspended on a rafter. She called to him: Come down from there. Ah! wait until I catch you:Come down this instant, do you hear? You awful little wretch you. He answered: Well, I wont come downAn you cant reach the rafter, Now you jes get me if you then he roared with laughter And to the friendly beam he clungAnd clinched and held the tighter. His mother thought a while, then said,Well, you can stay all night, And Often Got into Trouble AND OTHER POEMS Then straightway she began to pull Away the crumbling had him in a dreadful fix Just when he thought he had her. His smile began to fade away,His mouth began a-twitching, He knew not which he most preferredA dark night or a switching. Well, out the door his mother wentAnd left her hopeful thinking, And as he thought, try as he might,He could not keep from blinking. The minutes dragged them into ten,His little breast was swelling, He gave a smothered sob and thenThe most unearthly yelling That ever came from mortal boyThat youngsters lungs emitted, And those around who heard him thoughtHe really should be pitied. Old Misses Jones and Katie BrownAnd Sis and Maggie Winters Rushed madly out and surely thougltTo find the boy in splinters. But when they found that he was whole And saw his queer location,And saw his mother hid—they knew At once the situation. 115 ii6 POEMS OF EMOTIONAL LOVE The
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