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Posted on 09/30/2011 9:58:38 PM PDT by JustAmy
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Braelyn is so sweet, dear Jaycee.
Just one more time....
LITTLE ORPHANT ANNIE
by: James Whitcomb Riley (1849-1916)
INSCRIBED WITH ALL FAITH AND AFFECTION
To all the little children: — The happy ones; and sad ones;
The sober and the silent ones; the boisterous and glad ones;
The good ones — Yes, the good ones, too; and all the lovely bad ones.
ITTLE Orphant Annie's come to our house to stay,
An’ wash the cups an’ saucers up, an’ brush the crumbs away,
An’ shoo the chickens off the porch, an’ dust the hearth, an’ sweep,
An’ make the fire, an’ bake the bread, an’ earn her board-an’-keep;
An’ all us other childern, when the supper-things is done,
We set around the kitchen fire an’ has the mostest fun
A-list’nin’ to the witch-tales ‘at Annie tells about,
An’ the Gobble-uns ‘at gits you
Ef you
Don't
Watch
Out!
Wunst they wuz a little boy wouldn't say his prayers,—
An’ when he went to bed at night, away up-stairs,
His Mammy heerd him holler, an’ his Daddy heerd him bawl,
An’ when they turn’t the kivvers down, he wuzn’t there at all!
An’ they seeked him in the rafter-room, an’ cubby-hole, an’ press,
An’ seeked him up the chimbly-flue, an’ ever’-wheres, I guess;
But all they ever found wuz thist his pants an’ roundabout:—
An’ the Gobble-uns ‘ll git you
Ef you
Don't
Watch
Out!
An’ one time a little girl ‘ud allus laugh an’ grin,
An’ make fun of ever’ one, an’ all her blood-an’-kin;
An’ wunst, when they was “company,” an’ ole folks wuz there,
She mocked ‘em an’ shocked ‘em, an’ said she didn't care!
An’ thist as she kicked her heels, an’ turn’t to run an’ hide,
They wuz two great big Black Things a-standin’ by her side,
An’ they snatched her through the ceilin’ ‘fore she knowed what she's about!
An’ the Gobble-uns ‘ll git you
Ef you
Don't
Watch
Out!
An’ little Orphant Annie says, when the blaze is blue,
An’ the lamp-wick sputters, an’ the wind goes woo-oo!
An’ you hear the crickets quit, an’ the moon is gray,
An’ the lightnin’-bugs in dew is all squenched away,—
You better mind yer parunts, an’ yer teachurs fond an’ dear,
An’ churish them ‘at loves you, an’ dry the orphant’s tear,
An’ he’p the pore an’ needy ones ‘at clusters all about,
Er the Gobble-uns ‘ll git you
Ef you
Don't
Watch
Out!
Wow...I had forgotten that poem, but thanks to you, I remember it now.
My Maternal Grandfather used to recite poetry all the time. His favorite was “Dangerous Dan McGrew” but Lil’ Orphan Annie was another one he shared with us.
Thanks, ML! Isn’t it a FUN story? (James Whitcomb Riley is my favorite poet of all time!)
I like Edgar A. Guest and Ogden Nash.
I know, a wee bit weird, but that’s just me. LOL.
That story used to scare me to death when I was a kid! :)
What a LOL graphic!! Thank you!
Thanks Meg! And a sleepy kitty, too! :)
LOL! Thank you!
Hope you are feeling way better, Kitty! *HUGS*
WONDERFUL graphic, poem, and video, Yorkie!! The video was my favorite!! :) Thank you!!
Law and Order! LOL!
Thanks, T-Pammie! I thought the video was cute - and not quite so scary!
LOL! You have told me that every year, and then I forget and post it again. (Sorry, Luvie!)
Not weird at all, M-L! They are great poets!
I love their humor.
*Grin*
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