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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IF I ONLY WAS THE FELLOW, by WILL S. ADKIN First Line: While walking down a crowded Last Line: Your mother thinks you are. | |||
WHILE WALKING down a crowded City street the other day, I heard a little urchin To a comrade turn and say, "Say, Chimmey, lemme tell youse, I'd be happy as a clam If I only was de feller dat Me mudder t'inks I am. "She t'inks I am a wonder, An' she knows her little lad Could never mix wit' nuttin' Dat was ugly, mean or bad. Oh, lot o' times I sit and t'ink How nice, 'twould be, gee whiz! If a feller was de feller Dat his mudder t'inks he is." My friends, be yours a life of toil Or undiluted joy, You can learn a wholesome lesson From that small, untutored boy. Don't aim to be an earthly saint, With eyes fixed on a star: Just try to be the fellow that Your mother thinks you are. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PARAGRAPHS: 9 by HAYDEN CARRUTH DOWNFALL OF POLAND [FALL OF WARSAW, 1794] by THOMAS CAMPBELL THE HIGHER PANTHEISM by ALFRED TENNYSON THE CHILD IN THE GARDEN by HENRY VAN DYKE WHY DRINK WINE by HENRY ALDRICH A VISION OF THE VOICE OF YAHVEH by AMOS SONNETS OF MANHOOD: SONNET 25. 'SOMETHING WAS WANTING' by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) VERSES TO THE MEMORY OF P. BURGESS; A CHILD OF SUPERIOR ENDOWMENTS by BERNARD BARTON |
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