Judd Mortimer Lewis Poems

Almost any man can say it,
Can say, 'Baby, go to bed;'
But how many can enforce it
When a little tousle-head
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Boys'll soon be playin' hookey,
You kin find 'em, bless their souls,
Out along the twisty bayou
In th' finest swimmin' holes,
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Laugh, dear, and gurgle,
Tumble and play;
Kick your pink heels, dear,
Get in the way,
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When I hustle home at evening,
And the light shines from the door,
An' I see my little baby
Rollin' happy on the floor,
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They will come from over yonder,
Come with laughing and with song,
And their eyes will speak the gladness;
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