20
POEMS BY CLARA A. MERRILL
A WINTER OUTING
Get up Sam, 'n' harness Nancy,
Shake the hayseed from yer head;
We are goin' on a 's'cursion,
Goin' on the old bob-sled;
Won't the folks think we are handsome,
As we pass the village street;
With the old horse-blanket round us,
And a bed-quilt at our feet!
Shake the hayseed from yer head;
We are goin' on a 's'cursion,
Goin' on the old bob-sled;
Won't the folks think we are handsome,
As we pass the village street;
With the old horse-blanket round us,
And a bed-quilt at our feet!
Won't they stare with mouths wide open,
When they see our fine turn-out?
Stare away, ye duck-leg 'd dandy—
Guess we know what we're about!
Won't they think that Sam's a daisy,
Settin' there so grand 'n' straight—
Wonder what they'll think of Phoebe
With her sleepy-lookin' pate?
When they see our fine turn-out?
Stare away, ye duck-leg 'd dandy—
Guess we know what we're about!
Won't they think that Sam's a daisy,
Settin' there so grand 'n' straight—
Wonder what they'll think of Phoebe
With her sleepy-lookin' pate?
Have yer got the harness mended?
Well, go tie it with a string!
Fix it so's 'twill hold together;
Take a rope, or anything!
Well, go tie it with a string!
Fix it so's 'twill hold together;
Take a rope, or anything!
