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You've hurt your finger? Puir wee man!
Your pinkie? Deary me!
Noo, juist you haud it that wey till
I get my specs and see!
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My heart absorbs me more and more;
My world of friendship narrows in.
The new I hardly care to win;
The old are fewer than of yore.
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Dull tenement and muddy street
And sober working day:
How came a dawn so rarely sweet
Above a world so grey?
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I used to wonder if I really loved
The old companions that I thought so dear;
For now that change has set us far removed
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‘Tis not the silent hill,
Nor the deserted pier;
A something that evades me still,
Announces Sabbath here.
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The Best Poem Of Walter Wingate
The Sair Finger
You've hurt your finger? Puir wee man!
Your pinkie? Deary me!
Noo, juist you haud it that wey till
I get my specs and see!
My, so it is - and there's the skelf!
Noo, dinna greet nae mair.
See there - my needle's gotten't out!
I'm sure that wasna sair?
And noo, to make it hale the morn,
Put on a wee bit saw,
And tie a Bonnie hankie roun't
Noo, there na - rin awa'!
Your finger sair ana'? Ye rogue,
You're only lettin' on.
Weel, weel, then - see noo, there ye are,
Row'd up the same as John!
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4/28/2024 8:26:59 PM # 1.0.0.1119
hello wallter wingate I am holly me and my class are practising your poem the sair finger for a competishon.