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First Line: Rose wuz a hand at makin' rhymes
Last Line: But he wan't seen no more.
Subject(s): Rhyme


Rose wuz a hand at makin' rhymes;
But Shem'd no notion on't;
He licked of Rose a dozen times
An' tore her rhymes with taunt.

Rose set a lot by posies, tew;
Said things ter make yer laugh;
Like they had souls that somehow knew
As well's a dog or calf.

An' trees, Rose said, knew man fer man,
An' talked among theirselves;
An' once she took poor foolish Dan
Ter see the dancin' elves:

An' Dan, he said he saw 'em where
She took him in the wood;
An' Dan, he hummed a flighty air
They sung, ter words he buoyed.

An' Rose, she done of work right well;
She washed an' sewed an' baked;
In hayin', never missed the bell
On time, an' aluz raked

An' helped Shem with the chores an' all, --
An' aluz neat's a pin, --
Ontil a hayrick-pole did fall
On her an' stove her in.

An' sick, she begged of Shem ter let
Her hev a pencil so
The pain would ease if she could set
The rhymin' down, but, no,

Shem wouldn't. When the doct'r came
He went an' give it her,
An' listened while she told him some
The things, she'd seen, that were.

An' then, Rose said, the Gray Man stood
An' leaned on top his chair;
An' that the Green Man, from the wood,
An' elves an' all wuz there.

An' jest then Shem come in, Shem did,
An' grabbed the pencil rough,
An' swore of wuthless things well rid,
An' give of her a cuff.

The doct'r said he saw her close
Her eyes, like lilies do,
As slow, an' die; an' as wind blows
Up quick, a wind come through

With sounds like he hain't never heard.
Shem staggered out of door:
Ter hunt Shem everyone bestirred,
But he wan't seen no more.





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