Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SADNESS, by NATHALIA CRANE


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SADNESS, by                    
First Line: Oh, mr. Jackson swept the court
Last Line: And all on account of the beautiful dirt.
Subject(s): Grief; Sorrow; Sadness


Oh, Mr. Jackson swept the court,
And he said to me: "It's very good sport,
"But I don't like the children pert
"To play around on my beautiful dirt.

"And we've got to keep things fairly so,
"Or the flowers in the court won't ever grow."
Then he gave a frown and rubbed his nose,
And pointed at footprints around a rose.

We were all in the court; he called our names.
There were games he said, and games and games --
But it wasn't a game to be so pert
And play around on his beautiful dirt.

Then he took his broom and swept some more,
He swept the dirt as you sweep the floor,
And whenever a footprint left no doubt,
He spoke the names of us right straight out.

We each one got it and good and plain.
'Twas Marg'ret, Nathalia, Louise Duschane;
'Twas Georgie and Bobbie (as little as he),
And he didn't forget Jack Witherby.

And as we got it we walked away.
We did not play in the court that day.
We felt quite sad and not so pert,
And all on account of the beautiful dirt.





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