Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN THE MORNING, by BURGES JOHNSON Poet's Biography First Line: Reggalerly every day, / when my papa's gotten up Last Line: Puttin' prickers in my chin. Subject(s): Fathers & Sons; Shaving | ||||||||
Reggalerly every day, When my papa's gotten up, I can see him far away Mixin' sumpin' in a cup; I can hear him slappy-slap With a knife against a strap. He is such a funny sight In the mirror on the shelf, With his face all blobby white, Makin' faces at himself; But I mustn't laugh, or he Comes an' rubs it all on me! Papa says when I'm growed up, With some troubles an' a wife, I can have a mixer-cup An' a shiny crooked knife; But he says I must begin Puttin' prickers in my chin. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...UPON SHAVING OFF ONE'S BEARD by JOHN UPDIKE TARQUIN AND THE AUGUR by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN BARBER WILLIE'S BONNIE DAUCHTER by ROBERT FORD MRS. DUGAN'S MIRRORS by DOROTHY E. REID LEARNING TO SHAVE by NICK BARRETT OUT OF THE CITY by LESLEY CARLIN A BABY AT THE PARTY by BURGES JOHNSON |
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