Old Sorrel straightens up her ears When papa takes the reins, And doesn't own to half her years When papa takes the reins. Now dogs, look out for flying heels! And boys, look out for whirling wheels! Old Sorrel like a filly feels When papa takes the reins. And mother screams, "She'll run away!" When papa takes the reins; And aunt, she cries, "Be careful, pray!" When papa takes the reins. "Oh, let me out!" shrieks sister Beth, While papa laughs (below his breath); The women folks are scared to death When papa takes the reins. You'd better think the fences fly When papa takes the reins! Not many teams will pass us by When papa takes the reins. The folks come out and look at us, And Mrs. Prim says, "Scandalous!" And oh, but it is glorious When papa takes the reins! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GAME OF CHESS by EZRA POUND A MEDITATION FOR HIS MISTRESS by ROBERT HERRICK THE HOUSE-TOP; A NIGHT PIECE by HERMAN MELVILLE THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 15 by OMAR KHAYYAM SESTINA: ALTAFORTE by EZRA POUND ON KEATS, WHO DESIRED THAT ON HIS TOMB SHOULD BE INSCRIBED: by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY COME HOME by WILLIAM HERVEY ALLEN JR. DEDICATIONS AND INSCRIPTIONS: 11. TO EDWARD THOMAS, WITH A PLAY by GORDON BOTTOMLEY |