"SUNSHINE on de medders, Greenness on de way; Dat 's de blessed reason I sing all de day." Look hyeah! Whut you axin'? Whut meks me so merry? 'Spect to see me sighin' W'en hit 's wa'm in Febawary? 'Long de stake an' rider Seen a robin set; W'y, hit 'mence a-thawin', Groun' is monst'ous wet. Den you stan' dah wond'rin', Lookin' skeert an' stary; I 's a right to caper W'en hit 's wa'm in Febawary. Missis gone a-drivin', Mastah gone to shoot; Ev'ry da'ky lazin' In de sun to boot. Qua'tah 's moughty pleasant, Hangin' 'roun' my Mary; Cou'tin' boun' to prospah W'en hit 's wa'm in Febawary. Cidah look so pu'ty Po'in' f'om de jug -- Don' you see it 's happy? Hyeah it laffin' -- glug? Now 's de time fu' people Fu' to try an' bury All dey grief an' sorrer, W'en hit 's wa'm in Febawary. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GEIST'S GRAVE by MATTHEW ARNOLD LIFE'S MIRROR by MARY AINGE DE VERE WINDSOR FOREST by ALEXANDER POPE GOLDEN GLOW by ABUL HASAN OF SEVILLE LAURENCE BLOOMFIELD IN IRELAND: 10. THE FAIR by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM TO A DOG by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |