O' de wurl' ain't flat, An' de wurl' ain't roun', H'its one long strip Hangin' up an' down -- Jes' Souf an' Norf; Jes' Norf an' Souf. Talkin' 'bout sailin' 'roun' de wurl' -- Huh! I'd be so dizzy my head 'ud twurl. If dis heah earf wuz jes' a ball You know de people all 'ud fall. O' de wurl' ain't flat, An' de wurl' ain't roun', H'its one long strip Hangin' up an' down -- Jes' Souf an' Norf; Jes' Norf an' Souf. Talkin' 'bout the City whut Saint John saw -- Chile you oughta go to Saginaw; A nigger's chance is "finest kind," An' pretty gals ain't hard to find. Huh! de wurl' ain't flat An' de wurl' ain't roun' H'its one long strip Hangin' up an' down. Since Norf is up, An' Souf is down, An' Hebben is up, I'm upward boun'. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FLY, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE TO COLE, THE PAINTER, DEPARTING FOR EUROPE by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WALDEINSAMKEIT by RALPH WALDO EMERSON WINTER: MY SECRET by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI |