WHEN little 'Pollus Morton he's A-go' to speak a piece, w'y, nen The Teacher smiles an' says 'at she's Most proud, of all her little men An' women in her school -- 'cause 'Poll He allus speaks the best of all. An' nen she'll pat him on the cheek, An' hold her finger up at you @3Before@1 he speak'; an' @3when@1 he speak' It's ist some piece @3she@1 learn' him to! 'Cause he's her favor-ite. . . . An' she Ain't pop'lar as she @3ust@1 to be. When 'Pollus Morton speaks, w'y, nen Ist all the other childern knows They're smart as him an' smart-again! -- Ef they @3can't@1 speak an' got fine clo'es, Their Parunts loves 'em more'n 'Poll- Us Morton, Teacher, speech, an' all! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DIRTY OLD MAN by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM THE LITTLE GIRL LOST, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE AN ESSAY ON CRITICISM by ALEXANDER POPE TO JANE: THE RECOLLECTION by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY NEW PRINCE, NEW POMP by ROBERT SOUTHWELL THE DISMANTLED SHIP by WALT WHITMAN FRIENDS by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS |