WUNST I sassed my Pa, an' he Won't stand that, an' punished me, -- Nen when he wuz gone that day, I slipped out an' runned away. I tooked all my copper-cents, An' clumbed over our back fence In the jimpson-weeds 'at growed Ever'where all down the road. Nen I got out there, an' nen I runned some -- an' runned again, When I met a man 'at led A big cow 'at shooked her head. I went down a long, long lane Where wuz little pigs a-playin'; An' a grea'-big pig went @3"Booh!"@1 An' jumped up, an' skeered me too. Nen I scampered past, an' they Was somebody hollered @3"Hey!"@1 An' I ist looked ever'where, An' they wuz nobody there. I @3want@1 to, but I'm 'fraid to try To go back. . . . An' by an' by Somepin' hurts my th'oat inside -- An' I want my Ma -- an' cried. Nen a grea'-big girl come through Where's a gate, an' telled me who Am I? an' ef I tell where My home's at she'll show me there. But I couldn't ist but tell What's my @3name@1; an' she says "well," An' ist tooked me up an' says "She know where I live, she guess." Nen she telled me hug wite close Round her neck! -- an' off she goes Skippin' up the street! An' nen Purty soon I'm home again. An' my Ma, when she kissed me, Kissed the big girl too, an' @3she@1 Kissed me -- ef I p'omise shore I won't run away no more! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE AKOND [OR, AKHOND] OF SWAT by EDWARD LEAR THE LITTLE TURTLE by NICHOLAS VACHEL LINDSAY THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 82. HOARDED JOY by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI CAPITAL SQUARE by PATRICK JOHN MCALISTER ANDERSON TO BARON DE STONNE.....TO FIND HIMSELF BETWEEN by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 13 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH OUR ITALIAN JOURNEY by JULIEN AUGUSTE PELAGE BRIZEUX EPISTLE TO ROBERT GRAHAM OF FINTRY, REQUESTING A FAVOR by ROBERT BURNS |