SAY there! P'r'aps Some on you chaps Might know Jim Wild? Well, -- no offence: Thar ain't no sense In gettin' riled! Jim was my chum Up on the Bar: That's why I come Down from up thar, Lookin' for Jim. Thank ye, sir! you Ain't of that crew, -- Blest if you are! Money? -- Not much: That ain't my kind; I an't no such. Rum? -- I don't mind, Seein' it's you. Well, this yer Jim, Did you know him? -- Jess 'bout your size; Same kind of eyes? -- Well, that is strange: Why, it's two year Since he come here, Sick, for a change. Well, here's to us; Eh? The deuce you say! Dead? -- That little cuss? What makes you star, -- You over thar? Can't a man drop 's glass in yer shop But you must rar'? It wouldn't take Derned much to break You and your bar. Dead! Poor -- little -- Jim! -- Why, there was me, Jones, and Bob Lee, Harry and Ben, -- No-account men: Then to take him! Well, thar -- Good-bye, -- No more, sir, -- I -- Eh? What's that you say?-- Why, dern it! -- sho! -- No ? Yes! By Jo! Sold! Sold! Why you limb, You ornery, Derned old Long-legged Jim! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FISH, THE MAN, AND THE SPIRIT (COMPLETE) by JAMES HENRY LEIGH HUNT TO SENECA LAKE by JAMES GATES PERCIVAL A SONG TO CELIA by CHARLES SEDLEY IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: PROEM by ALFRED TENNYSON DESERT WIFE by NELLIE COOLEY ALDER MOUNT PIERUS by ANTIPATER OF SIDON THE ART OF PRESERVING HEALTH: BOOK 2. THE GASTRIC MUSE by JOHN ARMSTRONG |