Ellis Parker Butler Poems

I bowed my head in anguish sore
When Life made Death his bride;
'Soul, we are lost forever more!'
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Was ever a maiden so worried?
I’ll admit I am partial to Jim,
For Jimmie has promised to wed me
When I’m old enough to wed him.
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A full-fledged gun cannot endure
The trifling of an amateur;
Poor marksmanship its temper spoils
And this is why the gun recoils.
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When with me the play she goes,
I much admire the buds and bows
And all that on Kate’s headgear grows.
But when some other night I see
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I told her I loved her and begged but a word,
One dear little word, that would be
For me by all odds the most sweet ever heard,
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In all romances, old and new,
And in all lover's rhymes
I find one rule that has held true
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Twain? Oh, yes, I’ve heard Mark Twain
Heard him down to Pleasant Plain;
Funny? Yes, I guess so. Folks
Seemed to laugh loud at his jokes—
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I hold her letter as I stand,
Nor break the seal; no need to guess
What dainty little female hand
Penned this most delicate address.
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Dogs is mighty useful beasts
They might seem bad at first
They might seem worser right along
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The shades of night was fallin’ slow
As through New York a guy did go
And nail on ev’ry barroom door
A card that this here motter bore:
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