Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, MISCHIEF, by JULIAN FRANCIS SMITH


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MISCHIEF, by                    
First Line: In round blue eyes that shine and dance
Last Line: Of mischief!
Subject(s): Sons


In round blue eyes that shine and dance,
Bright windows of a busy brain;
In nimble hands, in feet that prance,
In baby laughter's gay refrain
A something lurks and waits its chance --
It's mischief!

We do not know just what or where
Or when the next attack will be;
But we have learned to breathe a prayer
Each time we hear a shout of glee,
And jump and run to find what's there --
It's mischief!

Folks think we have a boiler-shop
When Sonny's rampant in the house;
We wish his ceaseless din would stop,
But when he's quiet like a mouse
Next minute something's sure to drop --
It's mischief!

A barrel of monkeys, I am told,
Can furnish monkeyshines galore;
But I will bet my good green gold
My baby boy produces more
Than any monkey barrel can hold
Of mischief!





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