FIRST the teacher called the roll, Clos't to the beginnin', "Addeliney Bowersox!" Set the school a-grinnin'. Winter-time, and stingin' cold When the session took up -- Cold as @3we@1 all looked at @3her@1, Though @3she@1 couldn't look up! Total stranger to us, too -- Country folks ain't allus Nigh so shameful unpolite As some people call us! -- But the honest facts is, @3then@1, Addeliney Bower- Sox's feelin's was so hurt She cried half an hour! My dest was acrost from hern: Set and watched her tryin' To p'tend she didn't keer, And a kind o' dryin' Up her tears with smiles -- tel I Thought, "Well, '@3Addeliney Bowersox'@1 is plain, but @3she's@1 Purty as a piney!" . . . . . . . It's be'n many of a year Sence that most oncommon Cur'ous name o' @3Bowersox@1 Struck me so abomin- Nubble and outlandish-like! -- I changed it to Adde- Liney @3Daubenspeck@1 -- and @3that@1 Nearly killed her Daddy! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LITTLE SON by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE CRUISE OF THE MONITOR [MARCH 9, 1862] by GEORGE M. BAKER THE OLD STOIC by EMILY JANE BRONTE TO DOCTOR EMPIRIC by BEN JONSON A NIGHT-PIECE ON DEATH by THOMAS PARNELL UP-HILL by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI |