We've got a gang, and I belong, It's active all the year around; We've got a drum-corps, twenty strong, A secret club and camping ground. And then of course we have a yell That we can whistle low or hum, And when I hear it, I can tell A fellow's calling me to come. Wherever it might be, I'd answer instantly, For I would know 'twas Dop or Al Or Jinks or Don or Rob or Hal Or all of 'em but me. To-day I heard my mother say How very greatly she enjoys A-seeing with me in my play So nice a lot of little boys. But when I told 'em so, they guessed That maybe she would not admire Us all so much, if I confessed That we had set some woods afire! It's really true, and we Were sure as we could be That men were after Dop and Lest And Jinks and Buster and the rest And Don and Rob and me. But later, in our rondevoo— A very special secret one— We talked about a deed or two Of mischief we had lately done And then and there we all agreed We none of us were scared a bit! We planned another direful deed, We were so bold and desperit. We named us the M.D. And swore to secrecy; The members we agreed upon Was Al an' Dop an' Jinks an' Don An' sev'ral more, an' me. If you've no gang you call your own, You're someone to be sorry for. You can't do direful deeds alone, And keep the oaths that you have swore. I know some secrets dark and dread About us fellows, every one— But I won't tell, alive or dead, The awful deeds I know they done. And though I get to be A grown-up man, you'll see I'll never tell on Dop or Al Or Jinks or Don or Rob or Hal Or all the rest, or me! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MARIA CALLAS, THE WOMAN BEHIND THE LEGEND* by MADELINE DEFREES EVENING IN A SUGAR ORCHARD by ROBERT FROST BENEDICTION by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON DOMESDAY BOOK: ARCHIBALD LOWELL by EDGAR LEE MASTERS DOMESDAY BOOK: GEORGE JOSLIN ON LA MENKEN by EDGAR LEE MASTERS NOTHING WILL CURE THE SICK LION BUT TO EAT AN APE' by MARIANNE MOORE |