Riley Farm-Rhymes by James Whitcomb Riley
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page 30 of 63 (47%)
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Fer the boy 'at's ap' to be
Up some other apple-tree! Watch the swallers skootin' past 'Bout as peert as you could ast, Er the Bob-white raise and whiz Where some other's whistle is IV Ketch a shadder down below, And look up to find the crow-- Er a hawk,--away up there, 'Pearantly FROZE in the air!-- Hear the old hen squawk, and squat Over ever' chick she's got, Suddent-like!--and she knows where That-air hawk is, well as you!-- You jes' bet yer life she do!-- Eyes a-glitterin' like glass, Waitin' till he makes a pass! V Pee-wees' singin', to express My opinion, 's second class, Yit you'll hear 'em more er less; |
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