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Eugene Field - Seein` thingsEugene Field - Seein` things
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I ain`t afeard uv snakes, or toads, or bugs, or worms, or mice, An` things `at girls are skeered uv I think are awful nice! I`m pretty brave, I guess; an` yet I hate to go to bed, For, when I`m tucked up warm an` snug an` when my prayers are said, Mother tells me "Happy dreams!" and takes away the light, An` leaves me lyin` all alone an` seein` things at night! Sometimes they`re in the corner, sometimes they`re by the door, Sometimes they`re all a-standin` in the middle uv the floor; Sometimes they are a-sittin` down, sometimes they`re walkin` round So softly an` so creepylike they never make a sound! Sometimes they are as black as ink, an` other times they`re white - But the color ain`t no difference when you see things at night! Once, when I licked a feller `at had just moved on our street, An` father sent me up to bed without a bite to eat, I woke up in the dark an` saw things standin` in a row, A-lookin` at me cross-eyed an` p`intin` at me - so! Oh, my! I wuz so skeered that time I never slep` a mite - It`s almost alluz when I`m bad I see things at night! Lucky thing I ain`t a girl, or I`d be skeered to death! Bein` I`m a boy, I duck my head an` hold my breath; An` I am, oh! so sorry I`m a naughty boy, an` then I promise to be better an` I say my prayers again! Gran`ma tells me that`s the only way to make it right When a feller has been wicked an` sees things at night! An` so, when other naughty boys would coax me into sin, I try to skwush the Tempter`s voice `at urges me within; An` when they`s pie for supper, or cakes `at `s big an` nice, I want to - but I do not pass my plate f`r them things twice! No, ruther let Starvation wipe me slowly out o` sight Than I should keep a-livin` on an` seein` things at night!
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