Treasure Island

James Whitcomb Riley

(7 October 1849 - 22 July 1916 / Greenfield, Indiana)

Poems of James Whitcomb Riley

381. The Wandering Jew 4/9/2010
382. The Watches Of The Night 4/9/2010
383. The Way It Wuz 4/9/2010
384. The Wife-Blessed 4/9/2010
385. The Willow 1/3/2003
386. Their Sweet Sorrow 4/9/2010
387. Them Flowers 4/9/2010
388. There Was a Cherry-Tree 1/3/2003
389. Thinkin' Back 4/9/2010
390. Thomas The Pretender 4/9/2010
391. Thoughts Fer The Discuraged Farmer 4/9/2010
392. Three Dead Friends 4/9/2010
393. Through Sleepy-Land 4/9/2010
394. Time 4/9/2010
395. Time Of Clearer twitterings 4/9/2010
396. To a Boy Whistling 1/3/2003
397. To An Importunate Ghost 4/9/2010
398. To Annie 4/9/2010
399. To Hear Her Sing 4/9/2010
400. To My Good Master 4/9/2010

Our Hired Girl

1 Our hired girl, she's 'Lizabuth Ann;
2 An' she can cook best things to eat!
3 She ist puts dough in our pie-pan,
4 An' pours in somepin' 'at's good an' sweet;
5 An' nen she salts it all on top
6 With cinnamon; an' nen she'll stop
7 An' stoop an' slide it, ist as slow,
8 In th' old cook-stove, so's 'twon't slop
9 An' git all spilled; nen bakes it, so

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