Boys Poem by Cicely Fox Smith

Boys



'B'ys is the divvle,' says Chips, says he,
'Plaguey young varmints as ever I see,
Nothin' but bother wherever they be;
B'ys is the divvle - the divvle!' says he.

'Monkeys is noisy an' parrots is worse;
Pigs while they're livin' 'ud make a man curse;
Wild beasts an' tame, you can keep 'em for me,
But b'ys, they're the divvle - the divvle!' says he.

'Pilgrims is quarrelsome, coolies as bad,
Passengers' questions 'ud drive a man mad;
Wherever there's wimmen there's trouble at sea,
But b'ys, they're the divvle - the divvle!' says he.

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