James Whitcomb Riley

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

Old Winters On The Farm - Poem by James Whitcomb Riley

I have jest about decided
It 'ud keep a _town-boy_ hoppin'
Fer to work all winter, choppin'
Fer a' old fire-place, like _I_ did!
Lawz! them old times wuz contrairy!--
Blame backbone o' winter, 'peared-like,
_Wouldn't_ break!--and I wuz skeerd-like
Clean on into _Febuary_!
Nothin' ever made we madder
Than fer Pap to stomp in, layin'
On a' extra fore-stick, sayin'
'Groun'hog's out and seed his shadder!'


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 9, 2010



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