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 | The Collected Poems of T. E. Brown |  |
Now, when Tommy heard this news,
He was clane crazy. “Don't be a goose!
Don't be a goose!” says Mrs. Quine;
“Of course the case will be goin' a try'n';
And Nelly was allis a bit of a fury,
Aw, 'deed she was: but no doubt the jury
Will consider the young the craythur's yet—
And it's only transportation she'll get.”
“Transportation!” says Tommy, “and me!”
“Well, well,” says Mrs. Quine, “we'll see.”
“See!” says Tommy, “I'll go to Duddon
This very minute.” “Well, I wouldn',”
Says the mother, “I wouldn' be so selly.
She was allis very short-tempered, was Nelly.
And Duddon the very first lawyer goin'.
Duddon! Bless ye! it's only throwin'
Your money away—it is, indeed!
And, goodness knows, there's not much need.
Look at the childher!” and so she went on.
And, “Stop now, Tommy!” but Tommy was gone.
Ye see the chap was doin' fair:
He'd got in with some masons and builders there—
And contraks and that, and good at the measurin',
And plannin', and cipherin', and takin' a pleasure in
All sorts of inventions, and layin' the gas—
Aw, bless ye! makin' money fast.
He was clane crazy. “Don't be a goose!
Don't be a goose!” says Mrs. Quine;
“Of course the case will be goin' a try'n';
And Nelly was allis a bit of a fury,
Aw, 'deed she was: but no doubt the jury
Will consider the young the craythur's yet—
And it's only transportation she'll get.”
“Transportation!” says Tommy, “and me!”
“Well, well,” says Mrs. Quine, “we'll see.”
“See!” says Tommy, “I'll go to Duddon
This very minute.” “Well, I wouldn',”
Says the mother, “I wouldn' be so selly.
She was allis very short-tempered, was Nelly.
And Duddon the very first lawyer goin'.
Duddon! Bless ye! it's only throwin'
Your money away—it is, indeed!
And, goodness knows, there's not much need.
Look at the childher!” and so she went on.
And, “Stop now, Tommy!” but Tommy was gone.
Ye see the chap was doin' fair:
He'd got in with some masons and builders there—
And contraks and that, and good at the measurin',
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All sorts of inventions, and layin' the gas—
Aw, bless ye! makin' money fast.
| The Collected Poems of T. E. Brown | |