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If I Could Fly
Edwin C. Ranck


               (What the Little Boy Thought)

     If I had wings just like a bird
        Do you know what I'd do?
     I'd fly way up into the sky
        An' holler down at you.

     I'd fly along the Milky Way
        Feelin' fine and chipper,
     An' then I'd drink some buttermilk
        Fresh from out the Dipper.

     I'd skim along through fleecy clouds,
        An' see the great, Big Bear
     An' ask him how he liked to live
        So high up in the air.

     Wouldn't it be dandy
        To fly just when you please,
     An' go an' ask the Dog-star
        If he worried much with fleas?

     I'd do all kinds of other things
        If I could only fly,
     But I am just a little boy
        An' so I dassn't try.



This poem is in the public domain.


Edwin Carty Ranck was born in 1879 in Lexington, Kentucky. His father was a writer and newspaper editor. After attending Harvard, Edwin followed in his father's footsteps and became a journalist, writing at one point for the New York Times.




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Ahh, very engaging. shades of James Whitcome Riley's poem, Little Orphant Annie. Nice meter and line tension. Gotta go now 'cause, the Gobble-uns'll git me if I dassn't watch out. Pogo
Posted 01/25/2017 09:45 PM
Posted 01/25/2017 08:49 AM
GREAT choice for today. I love rhymed, metered, skillfully-written, FUN poems like this one! Janice
Posted 01/25/2017 08:32 AM
I'm just a kid again!
Posted 01/25/2017 07:52 AM
Larry Schug:
Who says you can't fly? Read this poem, you'll sprout wings.
Posted 01/25/2017 07:38 AM
Jane Eva Cooper:
And I've learnt a new word 'dassn't' - but my English (UK) computer refuses to recognise it! Charming poem and one for the grandchildren to be introduced to.
Posted 01/25/2017 07:14 AM
Jean :D:
..and wouldn't it be fine/fun to drink from the big dipper! That got my imagination going!! Delightful poem!
Posted 01/25/2017 06:56 AM
Pure joy(s)! Thanks, Edwin & Jayne.
Posted 01/25/2017 06:16 AM
"dassn't" -one of my grandfather's most memorable words. He was born in 1889 in Iowa. Thanks for a jolly wake-up today.
Posted 01/25/2017 05:33 AM
Posted 01/25/2017 02:41 AM

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