A barefoot boy! I mark him at his play— …
James Whitcomb Riley
Granny’s come to our house, …
How large was Alexander, father, …
Our hired girl, she's 'Lizabuth Ann; …
You better not fool with a Bumblebee!— …
O the days gone by! O the days gone by! …
Oh! the old swimmin'-hole! whare the crick so still and deep …
O the Raggedy Man! He works fer Pa; …
It hain't no use to grumble and complane; …
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder’s in the shock, …