English poem
By Any Other Name.
First the teacher called the roll, Clos't to the beginnin', "Addeliney Bowersox!" Set the school a-grinnin'. Wintertime, and stingin'-cold When the session took up— Cold as we all looked at her, Though she couldn't look up! Total stranger to us, too— Country-folks ain't allus Nigh so shameful unpolite As some people call us!— But the honest facts is, then, Addeliney Bower- Sox's feelin's was so hurt She cried half an hour! My dest was acrost from her 'n: Set and watched her tryin' To p'tend she didn't keer, And a kind o' dryin' Up her tears with smiles—-tel I Thought, "Well, 'Addeliney Bowersox' is plain, but she's Purty as a piney!" It's be'n many of a year Sence that most oncommon Cur'ous name o' Bowersox Struck me so abomin- Nubble and outlandish-like!— I changed it to Adde- Liney Daubenspeck—and that Nearly killed her Daddy!