My pa he didnít go to town
††††† Last evening after tea,
But got a book and settled down
††††† As comfy as could be.
Iíll tell you I was offul glad
††††† To have my pa about
To answer all the things I had
††††† Been tryiní to find out.
And so I asked him why the world
††††† Is round instead of square,
And why the piggiesí tails are curled,
††††† And why donít fish breathe air?
And why the moon donít hit a star,
††††† And why the dark is black,
And just how many birds there are,
††††† And will the wind come back?
And why does water stay in wells,
††††† And why do June bugs hum,
And whatís the roar I hear in shells,
††††† And when will Christmas come?
And why the grass is always green,
††††† Instead of sometimes blue,
And why a bean will grow a bean
††††† And not an apple, too?
And why a horse canít learn to moo,
††††† And why a cow canít neigh?
And do the fairies live on dew,
††††† And what makes hair grow grayó
And then my pa got up aní gee!
††††† The offul words he said,
I hadnít done a thing, but he
††††† Jest sent me off to bed.
This poem is in the public domain.