HURRY THE BABY as fast as you can, Hurry him, worry him, make him a man. Off with his baby clothes, get him in pants, Feed him on brain foods and make him advance. Hustle him, soon as he's able to walk, Into a grammar school; cram him with talk. Fill his poor head full of figures and facts, Keep on a-jamming them in till it cracks. Once boys grew up at a rational rate, Now we develop a man while you wait, Rush him through college, compel him to grab Of every known subject a dip and a dab. Get him in business and after the cash, All by the time he can grow a mustache. Let him forget he was ever a boy, Make gold his god and its jingle his joy. Keep him a-hustling and clear out of breath, Until he wins -- nervous prostration and death. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VICTORY IN DEFEAT by EDWIN MARKHAM ON A PROPOSED TRIP SOUTH by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS THE OLD MEN by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS THE PETRIFIED FERN by MARY LYDIA BOLLES BRANCH ELEGIAC SONNET: 2. WRITTEN AT THE CLOSE OF SPRING by CHARLOTTE SMITH JIM DALLEY by ALEXANDER ANDERSON PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 53. ALLAH-AL-WAKIL by EDWIN ARNOLD |