Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, ACCOUNTING OF STOCK, by BURGES JOHNSON


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ACCOUNTING OF STOCK, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Come here, little girl, come here!
Last Line: They're so well adjusted for hugging your dad!
Subject(s): Bodies; Children; Fathers & Daughters; Childhood


Come here, little girl, come here!
Your daddy has serious fears
That no one took care, when combing your hair,
To see what became of your ears.
Why, bless me! I shouldn't have said
There was one on each side of your head!
But p'raps it is done that way, for the fun
Of hearing two secrets as easy as one!

Come here, little girl, come here!
Your daddy is anxious to see
If that nose is in place on your dear little face
Just where it's intended to be.
Dear, dear, it's too round at the end!
But that'll be easy to mend,—
A little girl's nose grows just where it grows
So it'll be easy to pinch, I suppose.

Come here, little girl, come here!
Your daddy with trouble is tossed.
It's ages since he has counted to see
That none of your toes have been lost.
Thank goodness! there's ten of 'em here,—
There was no occasion for fear.
But everyone knows a little girl's toes
Should all hurry with her wherever she goes.

Come here, little girl, come here!
And cure your poor daddy's alarms.
He really can't say, from so far away,
If you've got the right number of arms.
What! No more than two? Is that right?
They ought to be fastened in tight.
But two isn't bad,—and I'm specially glad
They're so well adjusted for hugging your dad!





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