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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...MATE (2) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON JOE HILL LISTENS TO THE PRAYING by KENNETH PATCHEN THE BLINDED BIRD by THOMAS HARDY THE SCHRECKHORN by THOMAS HARDY DANSE RUSSE by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS A SPRING CAROL by ALFRED AUSTIN THE OPTIMIST AND THE PESSIMIST; A DIALOGUE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |
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