Classic Poem

I wisht my pa would ast me to
Do somefin 'at he wanted done;
I wisht he'd fink of somefin now
He needs, so's I could jump an' run
An' get it for him quick, so's he
Could see how good his boy can be.

I wisht my pa would say to me,
The way he's often done before,
" My 'baccy's gone. Here, Willie, run
An' get some for me at the store. "
I wisht he would, so's I could show
Him just how fast his boy can go.

I'm sittin' her jes' waitin' for
My pa to ast me now to get
His slippers an' his smokin' coat,
But he ain't ever ast me yet.
I wisht my pa would even say
" It's bed time " — I'd go right away.

I know 'at Christmus time is near
An' I would like my pa to see,
When he wants little errands done,
How willin' his own boy can be.
I wisht of somefin' he would fink —
I'd do it quicker'n a wink.