Riley Child-Rhymes by James Whitcomb Riley
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THE FUNNY LITTLE FELLOW [Illustration: The Funny Little Fellow--Title] 'Twas a Funny Little Fellow Of the very purest type, For he had a heart as mellow As an apple over-ripe; And the brightest little twinkle When a funny thing occurred, And the lightest little tinkle Of a laugh you ever heard! His smile was like the glitter Of the sun in tropic lands, And his talk a sweeter twitter Than the swallow understands; Hear him sing--and tell a story-- Snap a joke--ignite a pun,-- 'Twas a capture--rapture--glory, And explosion--all in one! Though he hadn't any money-- That condiment which tends To make a fellow "honey" For the palate of his friends;-- |
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