THE GREEN FELLOW.
I will tell you of a fellow, of a fellow I have seen,
He is neither red nor yellow, but altogether green,
His name it is not handsome, it is only Charming Bill,
He wants me to have him, but I hardly think I will.
The night he came to see me he made so long a stay,
I really thought the gawky thing would never go away;
He told me of a cottage, a cottage 'mong the trees,
And what do you think, that foolish babe, dropped upon his knees.
The very deuce is in him, and he says if I refuse,
He will not live a minute, which doth me much amuse;
But the blessed bible teaches 'tis wrong for us to kill,
So I thought the matter over and I'll take him, yes, I will.
Little four-year-old Carrie went with her aunt to church. The
preacher was very earnest in his delivery, and she was much
interested. "I have heard such a smart minister. He stamped
and pounded, and made such a noise; and then he got so mad he
shook his fist at the folks, and there wasn't any body that dared
to get up and tight him."