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The days of long ago, | The days of long ago, | ||
When you were building a house of spools | When you were building a house of spools | ||
| − | And I | + | And I built men or snow? |
Does memory hark to the spool-made top | Does memory hark to the spool-made top | ||
And the way we made it whirl. | And the way we made it whirl. | ||
| − | When I was a little | + | When I was a little tow-head boy |
| − | And | + | And you were my little girl? |
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I am moved to this reminiscent strain | I am moved to this reminiscent strain | ||
By the picture shown above; | By the picture shown above; | ||
| − | The spool so closely | + | The spool so closely interweaves |
With so many things we love. | With so many things we love. | ||
Her gentle hand spun off the thread. | Her gentle hand spun off the thread. | ||
As she sewed by the fireside, | As she sewed by the fireside, | ||
| − | When | + | When you were a youthful Benedict |
And she was a happy bride. | And she was a happy bride. | ||
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But I'm not allowed to get off the track | But I'm not allowed to get off the track | ||
Of the plain and matter of fact; | Of the plain and matter of fact; | ||
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In the modern social pact. | In the modern social pact. | ||
So, let me present the Business Man. | So, let me present the Business Man. | ||
| − | Who sends | + | Who sends across the sea, |
| − | The | + | The stuff for the spools for the thread of the world. |
| − | And who | + | And who suggests this verse to me. |
Latest revision as of 12:43, 31 May 2017
LEWIS T. BRYANT OF FOXCROFT, ME.
DO you remember the good old days, The days of long ago, When you were building a house of spools And I built men or snow? Does memory hark to the spool-made top And the way we made it whirl. When I was a little tow-head boy And you were my little girl?
I am moved to this reminiscent strain By the picture shown above; The spool so closely interweaves With so many things we love. Her gentle hand spun off the thread. As she sewed by the fireside, When you were a youthful Benedict And she was a happy bride.
But I'm not allowed to get off the track Of the plain and matter of fact; For it's business that touches the heart of things In the modern social pact. So, let me present the Business Man. Who sends across the sea, The stuff for the spools for the thread of the world. And who suggests this verse to me.