MIDSUMMER DAYS.
Tha small boy seoks tho shady creeks With bait and hook and rods, But the hornet crawls inside his brooks, And prods, and prods, anil prof's. In vain ho clappeth his frenzied hands Wfiere tho vicious foe nS3aila. His lung) vociforous ho expands. And wails, and walls, and walla. The watermelon, so hard and green. Its deadly work brgliiß, The doctor sees, with smilo serono, And grins, and grlnp, and grins. Tlio tramping uoddlor, with monstrous pack Of threads and n oodles and pini, In the farmhouse yard reell) off his clack, And chins, and obins, and chins. Tho rcsy cook, when day doth break, Rcsoaks tho coffee grounds, With iron maul Hi 3 Rood beefsteak Sho pounds, and pounds, and pounds, Tho poet, 'neath tho harvest mom, New thomes for lyrics finds. The rhyming mill ho twistß in tune, And grinds and grinds, and grinds.
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Auckland Star, Volume XVII, Issue 247, 20 October 1886, Page 4
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148MIDSUMMER DAYS. Auckland Star, Volume XVII, Issue 247, 20 October 1886, Page 4
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