The Picnic They Had A Picnic In The Woods, Poem by Elizabeth Madox Roberts

And Mother couldn't go that day,
But the twins and Brother and I could go;
We rode on the wagon full of hay.


There were more little girls than ten, I guess.
And the boy that is Joe B. Kirk was there.
He found a toad and a katydid,
And a little girl came whose name was Clare.


Miss Kate-Marie made us play a song
Called 'Fare-you-well, says Johnny O'Brown.'
You dance in a ring and sing it through,
And then some one kneels down.


She kissed us all and Joe B. Kirk;
But Joe B. didn't mind a bit.
He walked around and swung his arms
And seemed to be very glad of it.


Then Mr. Jim said he would play,
But Miss Marie, she told him then,
It's a game for her and the little folks,
And he could go and fish with the men.


Mr. Wells was there and he had a rope
To tie to a limb and make it swing.
And Mrs. Wells, Mr. Wells's wife,
Gave me a peach and a chicken wing.


And I had a little cherry pie
And a piece of bread, and after we'd played
Two other songs, I had some cake
And another wing and some lemonade.