Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE CAGED BIRD, by THOMAS AUGUSTINE DALY


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THE CAGED BIRD, by                    
First Line: Giacomo sarpatti, lasta spreeng
Last Line: "I know justa how eet feel mysal'."
Alternate Author Name(s): Daly, T. A.
Subject(s): Birds; Cages


GIACOMO SARPATTI, lasta spreeng,
Catcha seengin' bird upon a bush;
Freckles on da breast an' browna wing --
How you call een Anglaice langwadge?
"Thrush?"
Een Italia "tordo" ees da word;
Eet ees verra pretta seengin' bird.

Wal, he maka fina cage for eet,
An' eet's een hees yard all summer long;
Early evra morn eet seenga sweet,
Sweeta, too, da evenings weeth eets song.
"Ah!" he say, "so long my bird ees seeng,
Alla time for me eet ees da spreeng."

"W'en da weenter com'," say Giacomo,
"Een my warma keetchen I no care;
I weell nevva mind da frost an' snow,
For my bird weell maka summer dere.
Pretta soon I gona tak' heem een;
Jus' so soon da colda nights baygeen."

But he wait, dees Giacomo, too long!
Out dere een da yard hees bird could see
Manny theengs dat mak' heem stop hees song;
He could see all othra birds dat's free
Flyin' down da sky eento da Sout',
An' dere was no music een hees mout'.

Een da yard I see da cage to-day,
But dere ees no bird een eet no more!
"W'at ees dees?" I ask heem, an' he say:
"O! I jus' forgot to shut da door."
W'en I laugh, he growl an' tal me: "Hal!
I know justa how eet feel mysal'."





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