Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, UNCLE SAM TO JOHN BULL, by ARTHUR GUITERMAN


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UNCLE SAM TO JOHN BULL, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: John bullikins, my jo, john
Last Line: John bullikins, my jo.
Subject(s): Friendship; New York City - Revolutionary Period


John Bullikins, my jo, John,
We've known each other long.
I've sometimes thought you right, John,
And often thought you wrong.
We've had our little tiffs, John;
Yet, whether friend or foe,
I've nursed a high regard for you,
John Bullikins, my jo.

John Bullikins, my jo, John,
When all is said and done,
A better friend than you, John,
Is not beneath the sun.
You've planted noble realms, John,
Where men may freely grow;
I wouldn't lose you for the world,
John Bullikins, my jo.

John Bullikins, my jo, John,
What bunglers we have been! --
For I'm a bungler, too, John,
Which makes us closer kin.
We'll somehow blunder through, John;
Then humbly we will go
To school together, hand in hand,
John Bullikins, my jo.





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