Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE OLD HAYMOW, by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY Poet's Biography
First Line: The old haymow's the place to
Last Line: Ac' ha'f-way like a gentleman!
Alternate Author Name(s): Johnson Of Boone, Benj. F.
Subject(s): Dinners & Dining; Farm Life; Agriculture; Farmers
THE Old Haymow's the place to play
Fer boys, when it's a rainy day!
I good 'eal ruther be up there
Than down in town, er anywhere!
When I play in our stable-loft,
The good old hay's so dry an' soft,
An' feels so fine, an' smells so sweet,
I 'most ferget to go an' eat.
An' one time onc't I did ferget
To go tel dinner was all et, --
An' they had shortcake -- an' -- Bud he
Hogged up the piece Ma saved fer me!
Nen I won't let him play no more
In our haymow where I keep store
An' got hen-eggs to sell, -- an' shoo
The cackle-un old hen out, too!
An' nen, when Aunty she was here
A-visitun from Rensselaer,
An' bringed my little cousin, -- he
Can come up there an' play with me.
But, after while -- when Bud he bets
'At I can't turn no summersetts,
I let him come up, ef he can
Ac' ha'f-way like a gentleman!
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