Elmer Brown
Awf’lest boy in this-here town
Er anywheres is Elmer Brown!
He’ll mock you—yes, an’ strangers, too,
An’ make a face an’ yell at you,—
'_Here’s_ the way _you_ look!'
Yes, an’ wunst in School one day,
An’ Teacher’s lookin’ wite that way,
He helt his slate, an’ hide his head,
An’ maked a face at _her_, an’ said,—
'_Here’s_ the way _you_ look!'
An’ sir! when Rosie Wheeler smile
One morning at him 'crosst the aisle,
He twist his face all up, an’ black
His nose wiv ink, an’ whisper back,—
'_Here’s_ the way _you_ look!'
Wunst when his Aunt’s all dressed to call,
An’ kiss him good-bye in the hall,
An’ latch the gate an’ start away,
He holler out to her an’ say,—
'_Here’s_ the way _you_ look!'
An’ when his Pa he read out loud
The speech he maked, an’ feel so proud
It’s in the paper—Elmer’s Ma
She ketched him—wite behind his Pa,—
'_Here’s_ the way _you_ look!'
Nen when his Ma she slip an’ take
Him in the other room an’ shake
Him good! w’y, he don’t care—no-_sir_!—
He ist look up an’ laugh at her,—
'_Here’s_ the way _you_ look!'
