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James Whitcomb Riley - Old Man`s Nursery Rhyme
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I.

  In the jolly winters
    Of the long-ago,
  It was not so cold as now--
    O! No! No!
  Then, as I remember,
    Snowballs, to eat,
  Were as good as apples now,
    And every bit as sweet!


II.

  In the jolly winters
    Of the dead-and-gone,
  Bub was warm as summer,
    With his red mitts on,--
  Just in his little waist-
    And-pants all together,
  Who ever heard him growl
    About cold weather?


III.

  In the jolly winters of the long-ago--
  Was it _half_ so cold as now?
    O! No! No!
  Who caught his death o` cold,
    Making prints of men
  Flat-backed in snow that now`s
    Twice as cold again?


IV.

  In the jolly winters
    Of the dead-and-gone,
  Startin` out rabbit-hunting
    Early as the dawn,--
  Who ever froze his fingers,
    Ears, heels, or toes,--
  Or`d a cared if he had?
    Nobody knows!


V.

  Nights by the kitchen-stove,
    Shelling white and red
  Corn in the skillet, and
    Sleepin` four abed!
  Ah! the jolly winters
    Of the long-ago!
  We were not so old as now--
    O! No! No!
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