Poesy

The bow-leg boy

Who should come up the road one dayBut the doctor-man in his two-wheel shay!And he whoaed his horse and he cried "Ahoy!I have brought you folks a bow-leg boy!Such a cute little boy!Such a funny little boy!Such a dear little bow-leg boy!"

He took out his box and he opened it wide,And there was the bow-leg boy inside!And when they saw that cunning little mite,They cried in a chorus expressive of delight:"What a cute little boy!What a funny little boy!What a dear little bow-leg boy!"

Observing a strict geometrical law,They cut out his panties with a circular saw;Which gave such a stress to his oval strideThat the people he met invariably cried:"What a cute little boy!What a funny little boy!What a dear little bow-leg boy!"

They gave him a wheel and away he wentSpeeding along to his heart's content;And he sits so straight and he pedals so strongThat the folks all say as he bowls along:"What a cute little boy!What a funny little boy!What a dear little bow-leg boy!"

With his eyes aflame and his cheeks aglow,He laughs "aha" and he laughs "oho";And the world is filled and thrilled with the joyOf that jolly little human, the bow-leg boy--The cute little boy!The funny little boy!The dear little bow-leg boy!

If ever the doctor-man comes my wayWith his wonderful box in his two-wheel shay,I 'll ask for the treasure I'd fain possess--Now, honest Injun! can't you guess?Why, a cute little boy--A funny little boy--A dear little bow-leg boy!

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