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James Whitcomb Riley - The Runaway Boy
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Wunst I sassed my Pa, an` he
Won`t stand that, an` punished me,--
Nen when he was gone that day,
I slipped out an` runned away.

I tooked all my copper-cents,
An` clumbed over our back fence
In the jimpson-weeds `at growed
Ever`where all down the road.

Nen I got out there, an` nen
I runned some--an` runned again
When I met a man `at led
A big cow `at shooked her head.

I went down a long, long lane
Where was little pigs a-play`n`;
An` a grea`-big pig went "Booh!"
An` jumped up, an` skeered me too.

Nen I scampered past, an` they
Was somebody hollered "Hey!"
An` I ist looked ever`where,
An` they was nobody there.

I _Want_ to, but I`m `fraid to try
To go back.... An` by-an`-by
Somepin` hurts my throat inside--
An` I want my Ma--an` cried.

Nen a grea`-big girl come through
Where`s a gate, an` telled me who
Am I? an` ef I tell where
My home`s at she`ll show me there.

But I couldn`t ist but tell
What`s my _name_; an` she says well,
An` she tooked me up an` says
_She_ know where I live, she guess.

Nen she telled me hug wite close
Round her neck!--an` off she goes
Skippin` up the street! An` nen
Purty soon I`m home again.

An` my Ma, when she kissed me,
Kissed the _big girl_ too, an` _she_
Kissed me--ef I p`omise _shore_
I won`t run away no more!
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