Explore "The Mocking Bird" by Payson Sibley Wild on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
I was drinkin' in the glory on a day / Late in May, / Feelin' dreamy an' delishus, like a chick'n, / When she's pick'n / Tiny pebbles out o' gravel, or a-fluffin' / An' a-puffin' / All her feathers in a sunny nest o' dust; / An' I cussed
Sich a foolish world fer sweatin' an' a-swinkin', / An' a-thinkin' / Thet a feller hez ter rustle an' be snappy / Tew be happy. / 'Twas a nawful loafy mornin'-tell ye thet- / An' I set / Watchin' ev'ry livin' critter feel 'is oats. / My, them shoats!