OUR hired girl, she's 'Lizabuth Ann; An' she can cook best things to eat! She ist puts dough in our pie-pan, An' pours in somepin' 'at's good an' sweet; An' nen she salts it all on top With cinnamon; an' nen she'll stop An' stoop an' slide it, ist as slow, In th' old cook-stove, so's 'twon't slop An' git all spilled; nen bakes it, so It's custard-pie, first thing you know! An' nen she'll say, "Clear out o' my way! They's time fer work, an' time fer play! Take yer dough, an' run, child, run! Er I cain't git no cookin' done!" When our hired girl 'tends like she's mad, An' says folks got to walk the chalk When @3she's@1 around, er wisht they had! I play out on our porch an' talk To Th' Raggedy Man 'at mows our lawn; An' he says, @3"Whew!"@1 an' nen leans on His old crook-scythe, and blinks his eyes, An' sniffs all 'round an' says, "I swawn! Ef my old nose don't tell me lies, It 'pears like I smell custard-pies!" An' nen @3he'll@1 say, "Clear out o' my way! They's time fer work, an' time fer play! Take yer dough, an' run, child, run! Er she caint' git no cookin' done!" Wunst our hired girl, when she Got the supper, an' we all et, An' it wuz night, an' Ma an' me An' Pa went wher' the "Social" met, -- An' nen when we come home, an' see A light in the kitchen door, an' we Heerd a maccordeun, Pa says, "Lan'- O'-Gracious! who can @3her@1 beau be?" An' I marched in, an' 'Lizabuth Ann Wuz parchin' corn fer The Raggedy Man! @3Better@1 say, "Clear out o' the way! They's time fer work, an' time fer play! Take the hint, an' run, child, run! Er we cain't git no courtin' done!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SENRYU: BLIND DATE by TIMOTHY LIU THE HERETIC: 3. MOCKERY by LOUIS UNTERMEYER FOR THE FALLEN (SEPTEMBER 1914) by LAURENCE BINYON THE HOUND OF HEAVEN by FRANCIS THOMPSON THE NEW CRUSADE by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE COLLEGE GARDEN; IN 1917 by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES |