WHO say my hea't ain't true to you? Dey bettah heish dey mouf. I knows I loves you thoo an' thoo In watah time er drouf. I wush dese people 'd stop dey talkin', Don't mean no mo' dan chicken's squawkin': I guess I knows which way I 's walkin', I knows de norf f'om souf. I does not love Elizy Brown, I guess I knows my min'. You allus try to tek me down Wid evaht'ing you fin'. Ef dese hyeah folks will keep on fillin' Yo' haid wid nonsense, an' you 's willin' I bet some day dey 'll be a killin' Somewhaih along de line. O' cose I buys de gal ice-cream, Whut else I gwine to do? I knows jes' how de t'ing 'u'd seem Ef I 'd be sho't wid you. On Sunday, you 's at chu'ch a-shoutin', Den all de week you go 'roun' poutin' -- I's mighty tiahed o' all dis doubtin', I tell you cause I 's true. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO W.P.: 4 by GEORGE SANTAYANA THE CAGED SKYLARK by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS KEATS; SONNET by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE MORAL FABLES: THE TRIAL OF THE FOX by AESOP RUSTIC CHILDHOOD by WILLIAM BARNES |