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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OUR HARDY DADS, by WILLIAM A. PHELON
First Line: Our daddies sat upon unpainted planks
Last Line: Our daddies must have been the all-wool stuff!
Subject(s): Baseball; Fathers; Past; Sports
First Line: Our daddies sat upon unpainted planks
Last Line: Our daddies must have been the all-wool stuff!
Subject(s): Baseball; Fathers; Past; Sports
OUR daddies sat upon unpainted planks
To see a ball game, and the splinters raked
Their trouserloons terrific—yet they stuck,
Under the sun, and bellowed as they baked.
What did they care for splinters or for sun?
They loved the game, and had a world of fun!
The comforts that we have to-day would seem,
To those old-timers, just a foolish dream!
Our daddies traveled long and devious routes,
Through mud and rural roads to see a fight—
Dodged country cops, and, in some shivery barn,
Beheld a battle by dim lantern-light.
And, when the fight was done—the victory cinched—
Most of the crowd was captured, jugged and pinched!
In those old days, the fighting game was rough—
Our daddies must have been the all-wool stuff!
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