WHERE'S a boy a-goin', An' what's he goin' to do, An' how's he goin' to do it, When the world bu'sts through? Ma she says "she can't tell What we're comin' to!" An' Pop says "he's ist skeered Clean -- plum -- through!" S'pose we'd be a-playin' Out in the street, An' the ground 'ud split up 'Bout forty feet! -- Ma says "she ist knows @3We@1 'ud tumble in"; An' Pop says "he bets you @3Nen@1 we wouldn't grin!" S'pose we'd ist be 'tendin' Like we had a show, Down in the stable Where we mustn't go, -- Ma says, "The earthquake Might make it fall"; An' Pop says, "More'n like Swaller barn an' all!" Landy! ef we both wuz Runnin' 'way from school, Out in the shady woods Where it's all so cool! -- Ma says "a big tree Might sqush our head"; An' Pop says, "Chop 'em out Both -- killed -- dead!" But where's a boy goin', An' what's he goin' to do, An' how's he goin' to do it, Ef the world bu'sts through? Ma she says "she can't tell What we're comin' to!" An' Pop says "he's ist skeered Clean -- plum -- through!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN ANATOMY OF THE WORLD: THE FIRST ANNIVERSARY by JOHN DONNE OLD FOLKS AT HOME by STEPHEN COLLINS FOSTER COUNTING THE BEATS by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES THE EAGLE'S SONG by RICHARD MANSFIELD THE DEATH OF LYON by HENRY PETERSON |