DE ole plow hoss is busy Breshin' flies off wid his tail, De ole dog's got a move on him Dat's zackly like a snail. De meddeh grass is noddin' En off yondah in de lane I kin hyar de tree toads warnin' "Bettah gedder in yo' grain." Doan yo' hyar de frogs a-gurglin' Dar out yondah in de pond? What's de mattah wid de catbird, Doan yo' hyar his voice respond? Ain't de hull of 'em a-tellin' yo' In language mighty plain, "Doan be frivlin' way yo' moments, Bettah gedder in yo' grain." Ain't de bumble bee a-hummin' 'Mongst de clovah tops an' flowahs, Whilst de ole clock am a-tickin' 'way De minutes an de houahs? Chile, yo's got to be a-hus'lin' To ketch de wisdom train. Doan waste no opportunities, But gedder in yo' grain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BURNING BABE by ROBERT SOUTHWELL ON THE DEATH OF MR. WOODWARD, AT EDINBURGH by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD EPISTLE TO JOHN WILLIAMSON by JOHN BRECKENRIDGE EPIGRAM WRITTEN AT INVERARY by ROBERT BURNS A DIALOGUE ON NATUREM POWER AND USE OF HUMAN LEARNING, IN RELIGION by JOHN BYROM TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 3. ALL NIGHT LONG by EDWARD CARPENTER |