Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BABY'S LETTER, by ANONYMOUS First Line: "dear ole untle, I dot oor letter" Last Line: Bully ole untle with a glass eye Subject(s): Babies; Infants | ||||||||
DEAR ole untle, I dot oor letter: My ole mammy, she ditten better. She every day little bit stronger, Don't mean to be sick berry much longer. Daddy's so fat, can't hardly stagger; Mammy says he jinks too much lager. Dear little baby had a bad colic, Had to take tree drops nassy paleygolic. Toot a dose of tatnip, felt worse as ever. Sha'n't take no more tatnip, never! Wind on stomit, felt pooty bad, Worse fit of sickness ever I had! Ever had belly-ate, ole untle Bill? 'T ain't no fun now, say what oo will. I used to sleep all day and cry all night; Don't do so now, 'cause 't ain't yite. But I'm growin', gettin' pooty fat, Gains 'most two pounds, only tink o' dat! Little flannen blankets was too big before, Nurse can't pin me in 'em no more. Skirts so small, baby so stout, Had to let the plaits in 'em all out. Got a head of hair jes' as black as nite; And big boo eyes, yat ook mighty bite. My mammy says, never did see Any ozzer baby half as sweet as me. Grandma comes often, Aunt Sarah too; Baby loves yem, baby loves oo. Baby sends a pooty kiss to his untles all, Aunties and cousins, -- big folks and small. Can't yite no more, so dood-by, Bully ole untle with a glass eye. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A POET TO HIS BABY SON by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON BABYHOOD by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN INFANCY by EDMUND JOHN ARMSTRONG BALLAD OF THE LAYETTE by WAYNE KOESTENBAUM A TOAST FOR LITTLE IRON MIKE by PAUL MARIANI THE PAMPERING OF LEORA by THYLIAS MOSS ONE FOR ALL NEWBORNS by THYLIAS MOSS IN THE THRIVING SEASON by LISEL MUELLER TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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