Yes, it is about hieroglyphics, but beyond that its really not worth explaining. And, yes, I spelled it wrong, I had been meaning to change it for a few days, but what can I say - I'm lazy!
John Greenleaf Whittier BLESSINGS on thee, little man, Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan!
With thy turned-up pantaloons,
And thy merry whistled tunes;
With thy red lip, redder still
Kissed by strawberries on the hill;
With the sunshine on thy face,
Through thy torn brim’s jaunty grace;
From my heart I give thee joy,—
I was once a barefoot boy!
Prince thou art,—the grown-up man
Only is republican.
Let the million-dollared ride!
Barefoot, trudging at his side,
Thou hast more than he can buy
In the reach of ear and eye,—
Outward sunshine, inward joy: Blessings on thee, barefoot boy!
3 comments:
Do you mean... heiroglyphics? That's definitely spelled wrong.
Yes, it is about hieroglyphics, but beyond that its really not worth explaining. And, yes, I spelled it wrong, I had been meaning to change it for a few days, but what can I say - I'm lazy!
I WAS there, and it wasn't all that funny.
You do keep yourself entertained don't you?
Jerk
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