Classic Poem

AND LITTLE JULIUS

I LIKE me yet dot leedle chile
 Vich climb my lap up in to-day,
 Unt took my cheap cigair avay,
Unt laugh unt kiss me, purty-whvile,—
 Possescially I like dose mout'
  Vich taste his moder's like—unt so,
 Eef my cigair it gone glean out
  —Yust let it go!

Vat I caire den for any ding?
 Der “H ERALDT ” schlip out fon my handt
 Unt all my odvairtizement standt
Mitout new changements boddering;
 I only t'ink—I haf me dis
  One leedle boy to pet unt love
 Unt play me vit, unt hug unt kiss—
  Unt dot's enough!

Der plans unt pairposes I vear
 Out in der vorld all fades avay,
 Unt vit der beeznis of der day
I got me den no time to spare;
 Der caires of trade vas caires no more—
  Dem cash accoundts dey dodge me by,
 Unt vit my chile I roll der floor,
  Unt laugh unt gry!

Ach! frient! dem childens is der ones
 Dot got some happy times—you bet!—
 Dot's vy ven I been growed up yet
I visht I schtill been leedle vonce!
 Unt ven dot leedle roozter tries
  Dem baby-tricks I used to do,
 My mout' it vater, unt my eyes
  Dey vater too!

Unt all der summer-time unt spring
 Of childhoodt it come back to me,
 So dot it vas a dream I see
Ven I yust look at anyding!
 Unt ven dot leedle boy run' by,
  I t'ink “Dot's me ,” fon hour to hour
 Schtill chasing yet dose butterfly
  Fon flower to flower!

Oxpose I vas lots money vairt,
 Vit blenty schtone-front schtore to rent,
 Unt mor'gages at twelf-per tcent.,
Unt diamondts in my ruffled shairt,—
 I make a'signment of all dot,
  Unt tairn it over vit a schmile
 Aber you please—but, don'd forgot,
  I keep dot chile!