Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SINCE PATSY SHAY'S A SCOUT, by THOMAS AUGUSTINE DALY First Line: I useter run wit' patsy shay Last Line: Since patsy shay's a scout. Alternate Author Name(s): Daly, T. A. Subject(s): Boy Scouts | ||||||||
I USETER run wit' Patsy Shay W'en him an' I wuz small, But since he's got religion, say! He's proud as hellenall! Dey wuz a time w'en him an' I Wuz twins in dese here scenes, An' useter rob, an' cuss, an' lie, Like reg'lar human bein's. W'en him an' I wuz nine or so We owned de world, we did, But den somebody had ter go An' spoil de bloomin' kid; An' now he never chums wit' me Or shows up hereabout -- Oh, things ain't like dey useter be Since Patsy Shay's a scout. Four years ago, w'en we wuz eight, We up an' run away, An' watched a chanct ter hop a freight Ter see de U. S. A. We made it up ter go out West -- Where bears an' cowboys grew An' Indians an' all the rest -- An' we'd of done it, too; But some one must of told a cop About our little game, Because he come an' made us stop -- Gee! Wuzn' 'at a shame? We said w'en we wuz twelve we meant Ter go, wit'out a doubt, But now de time has came an' went -- An' Patsy Shay's a scout! I seen dis Patsy yisterd'y, A-marchin' past our court. An' hully chee! he seemed ter be A reg'lar Christian sport. A soldier hat wuz on 'is bean, An' big shoes on 'is feet An' all de fixin's in between Wuz fancy an' complete; A kid's-size suit o' army clo'es, A watch stuck on 'is wrist, A hankercher ter blow 'is nose -- Oh, nothin' wuzn' missed. He useter be my chum, but, say, De worl's toined inside out, An' now he seems so fur away Since Patsy Shay's a scout. I wouldn' mind if some one come An' made me Christian, too. Dis life I lead is purty bum; I'm game fur som'pin new. I hear dese guys is out fur coin, An' if dey raise enough I guess a lot o' kids will join Dat onct wuz mighty tough. I ain't a-sayin' I'll be one; I'm twelve years old, yer see, An' I ain't on'y jist begun To feel me oats, b'chee! But if dey git some coin to spend An' want ter fit me out, I'll try ter be deir little friend -- Since Patsy Shay's a scout. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DETAILS FOR PATERSON by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS FARM KID IN TOWN by LEO DANGEL BOY SCOUTING by D. TRINIDAD HANKS A DIXIE LULLABY by THOMAS AUGUSTINE DALY A LITTLE KERRY SONG by THOMAS AUGUSTINE DALY A SONG FOR NOVEMBER (1) by THOMAS AUGUSTINE DALY A SONG FOR OCTOBER by THOMAS AUGUSTINE DALY |
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