William Miller Herschell Poems

The Kid has gone to the Colors
And we don't know what to say;
The Kid we have loved and cuddled
Stepped out for the Flag today.
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Ain't God good to Indiana?
Folks, a feller never knows
Just how close he is to Eden
Till, sometime, he ups an' goes
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THE old gang on the Corner! What an arrant tribe they were;
The Widow Kelly's Connie--he had always worried her!
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