English poem
His New Brother
by Joseph Crosby Lincoln (1870–1944)
Say, I've got a little brother, Never teased to have him, nuther, But he's here; They just went ahead and bought him, And, last week the doctor brought him, Wa'n't that queer?
When I heard the news from Molly, Why, I thought at first 't was jolly, 'Cause, you see, I s'posed I could go and get him And then Mama, course, would let him Play with me.
But when I had once looked at him, "Why!" I says, "My sakes, is that him? Just that mite!" They said, "Yes," and, "Ain't he cunnin'?" And I thought they must be funnin',-- He's a sight!
When they know I'd good deal ruther Have a dog?"]
He's so small, it's just amazin', And you 'd think that he was blazin', He's so red; And his nose is like a berry, And he's bald as Uncle Jerry On his head.
Why, he isn't worth a dollar! All he does is cry and holler More and more; Won't sit up--you can't arrange him,-- I don't see why Pa do'n't change him At the store.
Now we've got to dress and feed him, And we really didn't need him More 'n a frog; Why'd they buy a baby brother, When they know I'd good deal ruther Have a dog?
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