Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE CHURNING SONG, by SILAS DINSMORE



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THE CHURNING SONG, by                    
First Line: Apron on and dash in hand
Last Line: Calink! Calink!
Subject(s): Butter


APRON on and dash in hand,
O'er the old churn here I stand, --
Cachug!
How the thick cream spurts and flies,
Now on shoes and now in eyes! --
Cachug! Cachug!

Ah! how soon I tired get!
But the butter lingers yet;
Cachug!
Aching back and weary arm
Quite rob churning of its charm! --
Cachug! Cachug!

See the golden specks appear!
And the churn rings sharp and clear, --
Cachink!
Arms, that have to flag begun,
Work on, you will soon be done, --
Cachink! Cachink!

Rich flakes cling to lid and dash;
Hear the thin milk's watery splash! --
Calink!
Sweetest music to the ear,
For it says the butter's here! --
Calink! Calink!





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