William Henry Drummond

(13 April, 1854 – 6 April, 1907 / Mohill, County Leitrim)

Little Mouse - Poem by William Henry Drummond

Get along leetle mouse, kick de snow up
behin' you
For it's fine winter road we 're travelto-
Wit' de moon an' de star shinin' up on de sky
W'y it 's almos' de sam' as de broad day
De bell roun' your body it 's quick tune dey 're
But your foot 's kippin' tam jus' as steady
can be,
Ah! you dance youse'f crazy if only I let you,
Ma own leetle pony- petite souris.

You 'member w'en firse we be tryin' for broke
An' Joe Sauvageau bet hees two dollar bill
He can drive you alone by de bridge on de
An' down near de place w'ere dey got de
beeg mill.

An' it 's new cariole too, is come from St.
Jo-seph 's only buyin' it week before,
An' w'en he is passin' de road wit' hees trotter
Ev'ry body was stan' on de outside door.

An' dere he sit, sam' he don 't care about
Hees foot on de dashboar', hees han' on de
Ev'ry dog on de place is come out for barkin'
An' all de young boy he was runnin' behin' .

Wall! sir, Joe's put on style leetle soon for
hees pleasure
For w'en de mill w'issle, you jomp lak de
An' nex' t'ing poor Joe is commencin' get
Non! I never see fine run-away lak dat.

'Way go de pony den- 'way go de cariole,
Poor Joe say , 'good-bye' on de foot of de
An' all he can see of de sleigh de nex' morning
Is jus' about pay for hees two dollar bill.

Ah! your right nam' jus' den should be leetle
An' not leetle mouse, de sam' you have now.
Wall! dat 's long ago, an' you 're gettin' more
Since tam you was never done kickin' de

But I 'm not very sorry de firse day I see you
Settle down on de trot lak your fader he get
W'en he beat Sorel Boy on de ice at T'ree
Bes' two on t'ree heat, an' win all de bet.

Your moder she 's come off de Lachapelle stock
Ole Canayen blood from Berthier en haut
De bes' kin' of horse never look on de halter
So it is n't moche wonder you know how to

Dat's church bell we 're hearin' off dere on de
Get along leetle mouse, for we must n't be
Fin' your way t'roo de res' of dem crowdin' de
You 'll never get better chance showin' your

Wall! church is all over, an' Josephine 's comin'
For drive wit' us home on her gran' moder 's
So tak' your own tam an' don 't be on de hurry
Your slowes' gait 's quick enough now, leetle

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  • (1/14/2016 3:39:00 AM)

    An excellent entertainment for poem in the form of this poem on a little mouse. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 12, 2010

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