Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, MICHAEL FLYNN AND THE BABY, by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY


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First Line: Luk at 'ere, ould baby, - who
Last Line: Don't yez know yer feyther -- boy?
Alternate Author Name(s): Johnson Of Boone, Benj. F.
Subject(s): Babies; Family Life; Infants; Relatives


LUK at 'ere, ould baby, -- who
Shak's the fist av 'im at you?
Who's the spalpeen wid the stim
Av his poipe a pokin' 'im?
Who's the divil grinnin' 'ere
In the eyes av yez, me dear?
Arrah! darlint, spake and soy
Don't yez know yer feyther -- boy?

Wheer's the gab yer mither had
Whin she blarneyed yer ould dad
Wid her tricks and 'ily words
Loike the liltin' av the birds?
Wheer's the tongue av Michael Flynn,
And the capers av the chin
He's a-waggin' at yez? -- Hoy?
Don't yez know yer feyther -- boy?

Arrah! baby, wid the eyes
Av the saints in Paradise,
And Saint Patrick's own bald pate,
Is it yer too howly swate
To be changin' words because
It's the hod, and not the cross,
Ornamints me showlder? -- soy?
Don't yez know yer feyther -- boy?





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