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GRAMPA SCHULER
Grampa Schuler, when he was young,Had a crest of hair, and shining eyes.He wore red-flowered waistcoats,Wild Byronic ties.The whole land of GermanyWasn't wide enough!—He ran away one night, when winterSeas were fierce and rough.
He has a sleek farm hereWith already a settled air.He's patriarchal, with his sonsAnd daughters round him everywhere,His son's son Jim has fiery eyes—He wants to go where the land is new!Grampa bitterly wonders: "What areYoung fools coming to!"
Poetry, A Magazine of VerseRuth Suckow
BOYS AND GIRLS
The Sun-children:Boys and girls, come out to play:The sun is up, the wind's astray,Early morning's gold is gone,(They slumber on, they slumber on.)I have never done with youHalf the things I want to do.I will put kisses on your knees,And we will squander as we pleaseThis little, lazy, lovely day!
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