Get Up! Poem by Joseph Skipsey

Get Up!

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Get up!" the caller calls, "Get up!"
And in the dead of night,
To win the bairns their bite and sup,
I rise a weary wight.

My flannel dudden donn'd, thrice o'er
My birds are kiss'd, and then
I with a whistle shut the door,
I may not ope again.

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Joseph Skipsey

Joseph Skipsey

Percy, Northumberland
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